Write...

 

write to me

with the spume

and spray of

the rumbling 

ocean; write to 

me with the 

susurrant gold

of barley fields 

swaying in the 

wind; write to 

me with the 

soft smudge 

of the inky 

clouds hovering 

over a lonely 

porch; write to 

me with the 

cool breath of a

winter morning

leaning against 

bay windows 

wanting to 

sneak in under 

the warmth of 

an old quilt

write to me with 

twilight silence 

clamped over 

the silhouette of

the tall sycamore

in your backyard;

write...