freckles

I don’t know enough about you to do anything more than be very brave..

That makes me appear troubled. You should know I’ve known troubles… too old for all these troubles.

You should know me too.. but I don’t write any poems to be danced to, not with feet ..but I could try
you’re over there..and I have complicated my bed…but trust when I tell you..

it makes me smile because she is entertaining her children .and I have helped her fill her food tray… even so there is no where for me to sit

So I probably cannot say more than I have said..and I don’t walk the way.. you have seen all those men walk… not in my streets..

I pray your heart is healed, I pray your heart is safe inside your teeth

I pray your heart is healed

Art credit : Luigi Bonazza (1928) Notte d’estate (Summer Night)