wooing the heart...

because what other way shall we live?

Conservatory

forgetlings:

We all in waves come through each other
& rare the souls who are needed –
you fill my throat & body with love

On a blanket spread under a plum tree
we pray to each other –
I pour red wine while you cut bread

We all in waves come through & fall back
lapse into ourselves –
& need tightens a stung heart

Under a plum tree in cherryblossom season
my throat & body fill with you –
the natural prayer of my soul.

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