your mind

i tried to touch your mind,
whispering intuitions
as i unwrapped them,
chanting visions
of perfect children
with your face and mine.
i painted you
upon every thought,
and every wall,
but human distance is hell.
it’s wearing me thin,
and your moths are forgetting the poems,
distracted by tambourines
and the flamenco at night.
i stoke the bonfire every day.
it has consumed everything,
more than i own.
can you feel the warmth?
can you see the glow?
but now, love, my body cries
to be fed,
to be released,
to transcend, and
my angels have flown
to higher ground;
said i was a ghost
wandering in violets
searching for your body –
following the butterfly
of inspiration.

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About michael mcguirt

Finding myself in this version of me...........mm View all posts by michael mcguirt

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