beauty, love, poetry, women

A house of words





Building a house

Of words

Floorboards of stories

Poetry as snapshots

Mounted in frames

An honest

Tableaux of feeling

And your face,

Your voice

The foundations are steady

And the winds outside

Howl but do not

Gain the knowledge

Of how best to do me


I sit by the fire

Writing it into

Tongues of flame,

Join me in silence,

I offer my attention,

Without expectations

I hope you will

Join me

Beside the fire.



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