Sunrise

I've  been looking through keyholes

of lockets

searching for what will

attract your attention

I've been absent

loving long-distant

and I

apologise.

We stretch out on beds of

concentration

we are

concerted

making plans not to make plans

devising ideas for

entertainment

scolding peers

for lacking vision

(but we all suffer from that)

I want to float down the neck of

bottles

down the neck of fermented passion

we've got wine in our tradition

sunday meals shared with decision

and when I finally disappear,

I'll let

the wind do the whispering

it'll say:

I love you.

~Panda bears live outside of zoos.

kisses,

Digress.