monday morning coffee should always be stronger than the rest of the week. seriously, there should exist 'the monday blend'. some limited release concoction that allows freedom to linger in the face of of some bored firing squad. for, while the shower is still wet and the sun still yawns, the weekend instantly becomes a distant blur and time accelerates head first into merging traffic only to idle in front of a manipulative light. so forgive me for the bad cholesterol that goes to my head, but taking a moment to dip my a.m. donut into forgotten art will always distort this week day repetitious spin cycle for a few delightfully fragmented moments. something to bide the time as i wait to lay my soul down, next to my heart.
my love my light
all seasons green and giving
chamomile chocolate cream
soft
september sunset sweet and warm
lips that sip like soft framboise fantastic
eyes like sparkling cinnamon merlot
bright
skin as smooth as sun drenched ice
radiating harmony within
inviting arms opening without
fiery
she is maya angelou proud
like water when the sky is shy
she is within the sweetest porter
she is within the fearless rain
she is within me
from the collection 'thaw'…
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