Listen, she sent me
a note, you will hear
on my rosy cheek
a crescendo tear
drop & in this tear
will you see
an ultramarine
ocean sloping
& you will sense
nothing meant
to be without
you with me.
essays, poems, cartoons – since 2007
Listen, she sent me
a note, you will hear
on my rosy cheek
a crescendo tear
drop & in this tear
will you see
an ultramarine
ocean sloping
& you will sense
nothing meant
to be without
you with me.