You glide around the room with me!
Your Patchouli Air warms my nose my arms, fills my mouth;
all my senses spin aLive in Joy!
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Your eyebrows' mirth raises my Heart to clowny falsetto,
infects my giggling stomach to cathartic spasms!
I feel The Bubbies link our fingers,
waltz with us, barefoot,
our feet smudged in sacred burgundy - soaked dirt -
Here is Our Earth
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(I want to be you);
We dance attuned to a beguiling smiling Moon;
Her heavy lidded honey eyes caress our party;
She beams upon our table;
apples and walnuts glow in mellifluous union.
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We dine ToNight on kippers, matzoh, heavy malaga wine;
I smile to watch your head grow Live with circled songs of another Time:
Your taffeta skirts swhoosh, sway, leap, fly!
to tunes of newly born two thousand nine!
to tunes of newly born two thousand nine!
I flush, grateful, when your hand grazes mine.
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Oh, Theda, angel lovely, if only for Moments,
I long to be thee.
I long to see thee clearly lit,
aglow in thy theatre's most Joyful bright Moment!
I yearn to see thee more clearly defined
Thine eyes soft, shy, in Light of the families' sweeping arcs around Time.
Have we met in a shtetl, drunk on redolent pine
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I am grateful to you for your visit this Evening, my Sister.
My Heart felt so lonely, 'til you filled his seat at the empty table.
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notes
i the Sky is full
ii two Kittens sit so near
creating Dreams;
heavy sad Souls delve into laughter Forests
despite the crying sky
iii where appears "thee," rather than "you"... courtesy of Robin Taylor
iiii gratitude to the various Bubbies, beloved grandmothers in my spiraling Time circles
iii where appears "thee," rather than "you"... courtesy of Robin Taylor
iiii gratitude to the various Bubbies, beloved grandmothers in my spiraling Time circles
© CherylFaith Taylor
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