Monday, July 7, 2025

your fire soothes like summer rain
my icy blood gushing
deluginous through gutters
deep inside me delusion
rises to my mind dumps its drowsy
steam into synapses burdens
their gaps with aplomb
emptied into puddles
and cleansed of portents
leaving only cascades of
potential pride
in its place to reign


love notes
a ritual to start the week

Christopher Shepard