How my memory... You are
Everfresh
Growing up like grass-
Stains each time I fall
Knees and warts and all
Angel eyes, angel sighs
That's one way to keep floating.
How you are, the question why
I never cease from asking
Holds my tongue hostage
The rudder in the storm
That sank me in my mind's eye
Where the calm
Stretches
The waves flat, long enough
To catch a breath
To drop a wall
You are ever-fresh
Warts and all.
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