her horns are like feathers /
I'm swimming /
found the sheet of music
neath her hair /
impaled by thoughts
freight train
inspiration /
beauty like a sinking ship
crashing
through clouds /
her eyes are like saucers
unidentified
abductors
// needless to say
I'm taken
\\ aback
so I saunter
forward
as if an eager bookworm /
answers come
like an undercurrent /
secrets in lagoons
not yet waded /
for now just flipping pages
reading smiles
kissing spines /
her hands are like thunder /
I'm anchored /
I found the tax forms
neath her pillow /
my lips, her cheek /
sweet dreams /
got down on a knee
cuz death won't part
us
.
.
.
for Chloe. I miss you.
Gorgeous.