Wednesday, May 18, 2005



giants in the sky
I saw your picture yesterday
in silver and in humid air
I knew you were coming
this morning I woke
to the sound of your footsteps
through water and dawnlight
to my open window
I was awake and waiting
in the windchimed stillness
hello, good morning
I've missed you


I woke one morning to the scents of rain, ozone, and laundry-fresh blankets. T'was lovely.


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