8th in the Langhinrichs sonnet series
|I know I've been your stove, and you my coal ~
Your words have touched me to "remember when" ~
And though I've felt the Winter in my soul,
I fancy that I hear Spring birds again.
Remember that May night out in the tent?
That mem'ry of you won't leave me alone.
You gazed at me and said, "What is that scent?...
Mmmmm, I know, babe, I think I smell a bone."
It's hard not to remember certain things ~
The moments that we shared when two are one.
I'm awed at all the changes absence brings
And wonder if our hurts can be undone.
Come hither, Love, if you are not too sore ~
I keep my cash inside my "private drawers."
written in response to "All is forgiven" by Ben Langhinrichs
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