Yearning
Amused and saved in a jaded vase
he eyes the tulips in morning show.
Perhaps he can learn their dewy gestures
as though he were as much a fragile thing,
thighs angled firm into darkness....
he eyes the tulips in morning show.
Perhaps he can learn their dewy gestures
as though he were as much a fragile thing,
thighs angled firm into darkness....