As/Is







2.14.2004


V-Tine

how may sweet infiltrate spring
bring forward light
perfume to rest upon
the hillside swept by wind

do many mornings lessen
pressure on the skin how many
tresses fall the lace
tucked in seems smooth

as an original watch
the pale shell blue
relax to beige a mood
endorphins six or so

diminished waves and
whispers linger often
in the shore taste
of flesh petals here