How can I not hear you, how can I not
HEAR
when every molecule of my being seen and unseen
aligns to you?
All the filaments of my soul,
all the particles of my bone,
all the partitions of my heart,
and all the meanderings of my mind, all my
impassioned, whispered, wandering imaginings, feverish hopes and faith,
love. Love? Love!
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I Promise, Poetry by Sky Boivin
I stopped by your grave yesterday.
I was just passing through.
As I got closer to the cemetery,
I pulled in and drove up the driveway.
I found the faucet with no problem.
And I found you with no problems.
I wiped off the grass clippings.
I put my fingers to my lips and
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