Silly funny folly sun, spilling light like sprinters run. Burning bright while no one sees, at night you should be catching z's.

Ineffability

Oh, Life Only the subtle swing will hit you. How you evade the pin of description, deftly dodging the jab of words. To but the yielding you reveal the flowing roll of your chaste breast, your Mona Lisa grin beneath my nose.

Treeclimb

Pine like a flea for flesh, Flag for our limbs to mesh, Friction fries to death We, who fear of feeling left

Symmetrying

As a crooning caress, a tranquil touch, a nudge splitting wide what couldn’t be budged: pry free the frills of my fragile, latent bloom; crack dawn for the flame that aims to reach noon an adroitly shaped mold wiggling an ethereal groove, dignified, humble, profoundly accepting of mood. ignited in spirit, voracious in mind a placid tempest; a benign land mine laughing up time like life eats light, whole as the day that’s a part of the night simple as mud, but one and aware of the multitude, myriad things, wide as the ocean; astringently crisp and mineral rich as the skin cleaving mist it brings loyal as the tide that pursues the eschewing coast. with Eden’s love, and Heaven’s might draws courage to deny the bottomless ego’s boast, careful with words, and watchful of the way she weaves the world inside the quirky twitch in her nose is my sagacious will’s captor as a storm rumbling through in an undulating rapture, for her to fill form, to soak what I see, I must turn around, and reflect her in me