underworld

the storm stills, hovers 

over the house

in a rictus of yearning

turning to rage

shaking the sky loose 

I memorize clouds

marvel how it could be 

different with you

just defying every ending

--come back

under the sky, our world

the better one

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Pic: MSU Rose Gardens with L. We found the roses near their peak and we became like birds ourselves: flitting from bush to bush, our noses to the blooms, excitedly exclaiming over each bouquet...