Then I woke up…

he came out of nowhere

and stayed 2 nights, only

2 nights

that lasted forever

fairy lights and candles

lit

in fine porcelain cups

our bedroll of blue and gold

on the big black tiled floor

and the rain

clinging

to the window pane

a three legged

black and white cat

sipping milk

from a pink

Royal Albert saucer

then my orders came

and he had to go home

the following year

a son was born.

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How

do I write

about you?

you are not real

yet

your bearded beauty

hiding a cruel sensual smile

your hungry eyes

eating my demise

your fingers

creating

a melody

from long ago

your voice

the memory

of home

when the world

was one

and our spirits free

#Picasso

A prayer

and as you sit

all alone

praying

to no one really

you become aware

of a power

that’s

always there

and that you

were

never

really in charge

and all I can say

is please

please

please

make his travels safe.