they warned me not to buy on the first visit



in your softness,
your warm compartment,
i find the warmth unfound
in decades of wandering.

oh, the first time
you took me in;
that sweet acceptance,
that unspoken trust.

years of selling
to those who never buy
rinsed away by this
solitary kiss.

by howard

May 18th, 2007

Posted in poetry

  • This is lovely!

    Thank you for blogrolling me...

    Heather!
  • thanks, Heather - I've been enjoying your writing for a while now, so it's especially gratifying to hear such kind words from you!
  • This is simply terrific.
    May I put it in my 'Favouréd Poems' page?
  • Absolutely - I'd be honored.
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