#480. ripples

September 15, 2011

my life robbed me of my life
and gave it all back to me

in the river are all the rivers
suns and moons 
and all the days the nights
gleam shadow wed the dark light

honey you are all my rivers 
and all my wife
sailing up the wide wide stream 
boat dream knife

3 Responses to “#480. ripples”

  1. slpmartin said

    An interesting poem to ponder…still thinking about this one.

  2. ebbtide said

    oh, to be loved like that! she is a lucky woman

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