High Maroon Heat Low

Her maroon heat

Blows through,



Large, glancing,


Making big, beautiful


Spot lit and multiplying,

Opening space and bringing


Around her,

Surrounding her,

And she wrestles away,

She steals and

Flies away with

My spirit,



Taller than sky,

Bigger than whipped cream,

Sweeter than chocolate,

And then

Sudden and




Just like hospitals, huge

Hallways, tunnels,

Blaring frozen, clean,



Wet.  Slick.


My heart is stuffed

Back into my throat.

The throat is frozen.

It is starving for love.


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  1. #1 by Life: Between the lines on December 31, 2010 - 6:29 pm

    I think in the new year it will be filled with love, just get ready and be opened to it 🙂
    HNY Carl 🙂

    • #2 by Carl on December 31, 2010 - 7:05 pm

      Being open and willing. That is the way to be in 2011! Thank you for the kind comment and a big HNY to you!

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