keep the door open
let the day seep in
chilling our boney toes.
and we fill our bellies
with blessings of this hour
water rings soaking into the table.
bare feet on linoleum
shuffling sounds in the kitchen
time is passing slow.
the golden sun caught in your hair
i watch you dance in the day
i don't know what to say to you.
keep the door open.
i think you're really beautiful
when you don't do anything at all.
Friday, March 7, 2008
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