Pen & telling to each other
Love, you Strong, you We must bother Through the weather, through the blubber Fat backs, life hacks Here's another Wonder never cringes, Hover Ask another- mother? Lover? Work around Till truth uncovers Fire from junk, Life from ovens 40 years is 40 years It doesn't matter once some tears In retrospect have vanquished fears Those searing, shining lessons Dear And steely stealth, not of this world Shall be your friend, companion, sword As You step Lightly, full of love Hearts true mission; everlasting dove.
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Pull the string
On this thing or that thing Careful now, that spring string may not sing Intention & strength toward a world full of love That string's just the thing It will help land the dove Excellent choices may still go awry Spurious voices may try again; cry Axes in spaces, each one of us driving Fluxuous placements, thrive strive or surviving Bellwether harpies call mildly toward slumber Feels like there's nothing but over or under Sharpening stars lemon juice in a cut Harvest those scars, they'll serve you in a rut Ancients & unknowns; sweet air through the trees My love for this work makes me weak in the knees. |
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