Put on headphones to drown out the noise
Unknown thoughts meandering through the Appalachian trails
Under the moon
Red envelopes filled with silence
Reminding me of holes
Made in Wilmington
The sound of a saxophone
A cat in the sun, alone
While you drank by the fire
I thread these thoughts together
Until I'm left with more noise
I waited 'til you could drive in a straight line
What did you even say as we sat in your car?
Your voice went soft, the rum converted into snowdrops in your eyes
You wanted to thank me
I felt like a knight in shining armor
I was a father hen
I was alive again
But I was but another bird of prey
Looking for their ken
All that's never been
Ganymede you were just a child when you were taken
You have so much farther to fly
So fly
My body is open and wide
Beyond the echoes of the lake
Lovely Aquarian eyes
My body curls up warm and tight
Around a soft adjacent shape
As I watch you rise
And out of sight
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