Archive for November 2013

Editing

November 19, 2013

For Fred

You don’t say yessah to a woman who writes

prose like a dance

Message and method makes you fumble

You can say wanna because it’s spontaneous

And she’ll dance on the beach

with You

under a full moon, remembering

the promise of unseen choices

Unchosen

When anything was possible

until neither of you remembers words

And the magic of the moment becomes a still reminder

Of the miles yet to go

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