he loved over calendars but under planes
as she made lists and wrote his name
on sticky notes put everywhere
there was an empty place
to write the words of half-hatched
plans and aging thoughts, she kept
his love like a leisure boat left out
in all the kinds of weather
and they both cursed at it, staining
wood again but each
a different color, to clash
upon the double meeting
reminding him of Solomon,
but she refused to give it up
or cut it down and scribbled
down the lists instead
of ways to lose yourself
between calendars and planes,
too fond of the adhesive
but needing the desk-space
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--
I walk around in circles
while I just happen to turn and see
My obssession and my true love
Sweetly leaning in to kiss me
--
Rykki
"she kept
his love like a leisure boat left out
in all the kinds of weather"
great line!
-jeez
--
need some hell.
--
Rykki
--
The Moving Finger writes, and, having writ,
Moves on; nor all your Piety nor Wit
Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line,
Nor all your Tears blot out a Word of it.
--
Rykki
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