#42 there was the once

i awoke and for one dreadful eternity misplaced in a moment i thought it never happened but as the morning with its curling fingers reached through the blinds to caress my toes i knew i knew remembering the warm softness of the sun in your mouth its glistening touching mine i knew the silences between and yet to come would till deep into my heart but there in the damp flowers could hide bhagiti 5.31.07 toledo, oh