being this and seeing you
such a treat
another year,
another trip

nights filled with
dreamily talking on pillows
into the curved night sky
blue water mouths

nothing turns me on
like you do
nothin’ to say

trying to be free of Time’s
megalithic tombs

calling you back with their
draconic presences

be free, my love,
be almighty, be

the beat is gone
the soul,
the song

and i
am left with a monster
to chew on me
with its inevitable jaws

© Emerys Watchel, 2016 All rights reserved.


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