Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Angel's Share

the sun drenches
my city
with light
and yet
there's no place as bright
as the space
in front of your face
when you smile. it is
ambrosia and amnesia
yet i remember
what i'm fighting for.
the joy that
escapes your lips
when i say, yes,
i'm coming to
snuggle with you
could put Pappy
out of business
intoxicating sweetness
I never want
to stop drinking.
and as the angel's share
rises to shamayim,
i hold the love
you've blessed me
with here,
and laugh
because the sun
doesn't know from warmth.


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