The year grows tiny:
Regrettably not the last
Time I close my eyes
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The year grows tiny:
Regrettably not the last
Time I close my eyes
Green with golden touch:
a jewel’s care teaches still
of love’s endless reach
(December 12 ’25 outing with a wonderful friend.)
Three in the morning
The cat is grooming herself
My only company
Husband wide awake
…
Crows feet crinkling
I look younger without them
Lies of youth, a waste
I hide in the dark:
secret plans in the making
would undo all good
Faraway moon shines
across so many borders
on your eyes and mine
I wake shaken:
Dreams of battle and travel
For the second time
All my foolish ways
Return to taunt me tonight
As the world grows dark
when these two meet
love given and love received
trembling hands fall still
.
(Is there anything greater that requited love?)
Tossing here since 3
Awake for over an hour
Fucking kill me please
.
4:15-ish a.m., on being awake for over an hour and being damn cranky about it.