Spring
Words from puffed purple lips
after a fall of rain, heart, and slick mustache
say this is the kiss that heals a child's scrape
that I have fought forever to be Daddy.
The tooth came out as a stained sun
open for interpretation of an old poem.
I put a fist into a window as more error
blew even my mind into a corner,
I will sweep off her feet the woman
who puts me on hold to calm
the storm. And I will win
never by default or this rain delay
this game of love.
Words from puffed purple lips
after a fall of rain, heart, and slick mustache
say this is the kiss that heals a child's scrape
that I have fought forever to be Daddy.
The tooth came out as a stained sun
open for interpretation of an old poem.
I put a fist into a window as more error
blew even my mind into a corner,
I will sweep off her feet the woman
who puts me on hold to calm
the storm. And I will win
never by default or this rain delay
this game of love.
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