i don't need to see you
to feel you
noble season
i anticipate you
heavy eyelids in low light
you're a wonder
just thinking of you
sudden springtime

tell me it's true

like a feather or a pawprint
your spirit speaks to me of kinship
the only love that i believe in
you're a golden railroad
shooting thru me like starlight
your name i whisper
& it sounds like music
it sounds like windchimes

tell me it's true


from that beer called becks reminds me of a haiku i wrote, released February 14, 2016



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