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can you feel it
the crumbling
the disintegration
it's like dots
on the screen of life
are suddenly disorganized
slowly dropping off
into nothingness

Remembered tenderness
Gently rubbing lotion
on her hands
her face
her lips
caressing her cheek
love embodied
connection

I can love
Deeply

I can connect
Completely

I hold the key
Surrender

An ode to a wandering cat It’s a mystery to me
where he spends his day
stopping in for breakfast
then on his merry way

I'll have sunshine and starlight
Great gusts of wind a-blowin'
A silently falling summer mist
My feet upon cool earth

Such vibrant colors -
the spring green of the willow
the clear blue sky
with bits of wispy clouds
the white daytime half-moon