tom taylor

sudden shapes

rising fitful from inside the monitor of my self movie
finds the light inside me stable and forming new shores
for the boats to land and take this time for ourselves at
love’s tides blooming from the deserted life preceding

she comes to me patient friend she is and we hold in the
time we have together finally arrived at special terms we’ve
made for our bed and bush together in the gray hours of our
simpler moments calling out again in the lighted hours to love

these times are ours alone and make no claims against eternity
for we have it here between us accepted like our hope and center
that there will be just what we’ve sought out in each other at
now at the love we have declared to bloom and grow right now