I will make our story true
Because in some places its a lie
Trying in the eyes of others.
Make them see what could have been
what should have been true
How we work together.
How i have been hurting you
How we can surpass the end of time.
Faithful and true; what are the parts of me, that are you….
As snow birds and travelers move about
allochthonous… misplaced but leaving a mark.
A plain of discovery.
Parts that are hurting yet growing me
Is it ok to partake of selective fruit
What blends of pudendal juice
Wanting to be dissected
Small circle questions
could he ask
How dare that enter the mind
The world is too big too many choices
To fill and empty 1 glass
Knowing my mind
Reviewing our time
the past was the last
Open mind open time
Plural or singular you are always mine
I am always yours
My more will come with time