

DaisiesYou sent a bouquetDaisies
of bobbing daisies which I left on the stoop to shrivel and die.
I'm sorry; they were so white, so pure-
they do not belong
to someone like me.


The Death of Helen HeldLights outline your smooth form As it sways before giddy fans. A peek of lace ignites a storm. Your ruby smile, silky hands Stir to shift their roving eyes. Smoke swirls in the stuffy room.The Death of Helen Held
Your sparkle forms a clever guise.
They miss your slow, steady moves. Swing along with the beat, Wipe the sweat around your brow As the scene sizzles in rising heat. Hands come together in a round. You curve smoothly in the fall To break like porcelain doll.


DarknessYour warmth lingers- On the sheets.Darkness
The air is strangely
Empty now.
The darkness closes In on me.
I am smothered
By your memory.
Now all I hear
Is a train. All I smell
Is you sweet scent.
The sound of rain On your window Reminds me
That I am alone.


SunflowerI have lingered around your softness- the slight curve,Sunflower
the nape of your neck,
the gentle sweep of your tender smile framed by a halo
of golden hair.
A scent of lilac and vanilla over a hint of powder and sweet sweat- you are my flower- wafting lazily
in the spring sun.
I've had the pleasure of stooping over
your bobbing head- caressing your soft yellow petals- though the bumbling bees
have more claim on you.
I cannot pluck you from the gentle earth- so I linger in a
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