about the unboundedness
Each of you. Perceived Newly
Again. I want
Living as
A true confession
Hind Sight Perfectly Clear
And the Real parts, then
Connections.
Some years, then and few as genuine
A decade spent
On feeling chance
Away. She was standing
Guard. For You
Who sleeps
(eyes closes)
She had big eyes,
Who believes heads
Taken that
Hope is a language
Language is why I am
Impressions you’ve created,
That is life
I am meant to live
This is my weapon
Thinking
!
“Thoughts” dumb
And resilient! And just material
It will be okay
I lie there and think
(lots.)
You don’t have that
Instinct to go
And don’t
I hope you weather
Less bound
I said it, translucent
A lifetime of shifting
Turned to artifice
REFRAME it: you Supply love
HOW TIME SLOWS
Using wind
I love to WatchYOUR KNOWLEDGE
“Overwhelm me,”
I think about love. And life, too.
A long drive / each other’s laughter
A couple of pinches of sea
A kinder sea
Before or after agony.
You’re young
You’re
Wanted
More spectacular
I need the rigor
Filtered through and
Otherwise; close
To you wore
Smoke like
Potent happiness
Obsessed w
Good intention,
The best you have, sifted
And then
It looks like
The truth lets you feel.
Whenever we spill
The Eye Can See.
And so they will
Shoot into the sky
Clearly new
To the Moon
About true
About the unboundedness