It Is What It Is

 

Someone that ignites
the Spring of all seasons

and the blossom of the Wells
swelling up by the flowerbeds
next to my lawns.

I trace the paperback
of your spine,
the lone pine in between
knuckles

to belong with
and long for
that fragile, moving pipe
you would always embrace —

Divine.

 

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