Because I hesitateto open my heart to you.Perhaps you hesitateyourself as well.Sometimes your eye bloomslike a lily.Sometimes the shutters of your heartyou quickly shut.
Hesitation
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Upon leaving
If I were a silver-winged bee, I would find shelter in an envelope. I would slip beneath your sheet. I would sting you In earnest. Upon leaving… I would give you honey…
O Dreamy Creature
A breeze blows, and shakes the leaf, / Rocks a wave across the sea.
If you did not know
If you did not know that He is watching you, If you were not certain of the breathing of the stars Behind the great clouds, If you did not hear His waiting smile Behind…