Persimmon

life giving start,

this stirred heart,

pleading for

the day’s few works.

skin,

the dreamy

between

of our packaging,

melt-us-fever,

drive on off days,

flying the freeway

in summers clear,

feel the

great

long

persimmon

chromatic

curriculum-vitae.

one drop of you,

the epic seabed

filtering for keeps.

thanks for the

meaningful fervorfun,

early,

the thoughtful opulence,

a pebble,

your swirling smile,

breaking rapture,

navigational Eros

of my erroneous ways,

our shared corners

and

honey touches, tongues

broad-to-detail,

come persuade

with hopeless romance hands

seams exposed,

desperation,

stay with me, my

indigo daydreamer.

brainfunctions barebodied

through the easy

cloud-sheets,

urging for simple ways,

decoded distance beneath luggage,

full-body

taste

of your

precious wants

exciting my mouth,

faces pressed together,

bow-heads in

namaste.

laughable time,

the affection of space

favors me and you,

honest experiences,

pollinate,

rest.

On Tradition

Aus Gott wird man gebor'n, in Christo stirbet man. //////////////// Und in dem heil'gen Geist fängt man zu leben an.

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