I didnt want to be like everyon else and just get you a couple flowers, so I gre you you're own virtual flower garden...here's a boquet just for you!
sonnet
the way the world is not
Astonished at you
it doesn't blink a leaf
when we step from the house
leads me to think
that beauty is natural, unremarkable
And not to be spoke of
except in the course of things
the course of singing and worksharing
the course of squeezes and neighbors
the course of you tying back your raving black hair to go out
And, of course, in the course of me
Astonished at you
the way the world is not
