On Writing

Poem 154 – Through This & The Joy of Editing TONIGHT!

Through this my heart is this:tectonic to yoursthe swollen pressureof loving youreturned in this lifetimeoh how ancient our desirehow thorough our devotionthis know: constant storms ofblissful starlight spreading heat on this morning’s tentative turn from the darkI hold you through the shift in timerepeat my promises in whispered hymnsremind us that each time we quake… Continue reading Poem 154 – Through This & The Joy of Editing TONIGHT!