what if i no longer poem

what if i no longer poem

a halting

a staying still

maybe a year or so

until the web unveils my pen

what if i sail away towing my island

charting uncharted water beyond your land

what if i change course at your call return

to stand guard as your ever faithful window tree

enriched with new songs from wind and sea

trunk-full of fragrant sunshine enchanting moonbeams and all things right

leaning gently whispering breezy sweet lullaby each night

here i am

for you

dear love


καὶ, 2023-01-08


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