Thursday, September 3, 2009

scrambled


she was not afraid of unlit interiors

although the time came
inspired by his courage
and his midnight tenderness's
that she did away 
with unnecessary accoutrements
and reveled in the laughter
born in the back yard
of their hearts

sometimes there is so much joy
it is impossible to contain

and the lines drawn across her face from years of searching
became scrambled
like some wild dance