(un)titled ode XXXI

i wonder
in what seems
like hour nineteen
of
dancing thoughts
about you

do you ever look to the sky

night or day

and
a vision of me
dances with you
no music needed
just
cheek to cheek
across the kitchen
swaying softly
in one another’s arms

of course not

we both know
i would sweep you up
into my arms
and
carry you to the bed
lavish your entire frame
with
kisses after

and
you’re far too busy
being a goddess

and
i am far too busy
worshipping
from afar

5 thoughts on “(un)titled ode XXXI”

beauty from afar is alway illuminating, close comfort though…

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mike ennenbach says:

12/19/2018 at 12:56 pm

I’m beginning to think melancholy is my calling

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1. tara caribou says:
  
  12/19/2018 at 3:07 pm
  
  I think melancholy feels comfortable to you. I think laughing wildly and feeling happy makes you feel guilty and is a foreign place anymore…. that’s okay. We all keep loving you anyway.
  
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  1. mike ennenbach says:
    
    12/19/2018 at 3:12 pm
    
    thank goodness for that. I think I broke my broken
    
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