“In your light I learn how to love.
In your beauty, how to make poems.
You dance inside my chest
where no-one sees you, but
sometimes I do, and
that sight becomes this art.”
― Rumi

Tuesday, December 09, 2025

If I gather


All your smiles
And stolen glances

Your gentle hums
nuzzling
in my ear

Your scratchy
scribbles
stacked away
in musty attics

And those stealthy 
strands of grey,

Scoop them all
And toss them up 
into the
infinite beyond

Shining brighter than 
All those stars, 
now burning
with jealous rage
before they snuff out
and drop, leaden
from the skies

But no matter,

The world is alight

With thoughts of you
spanning parsecs
Into eternity   

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