Harvest Moon

The relationship unfolding with the oceanic tide

Good morning beautiful…
ladies, you know

when they taketh away
a pourposeful pain
reaching a point
unknown

the morning call,
for you
the night owl quiet,
boo

ghost, silence, nothing is new

there, 
but really?
i do come to you

a chore, in the end
drop off the groceries
put up the cash
a fancy dinner
gifts,
my ass

family events
arm candy,
perhaps

the love of the heart
time is money
and no longer the greeting…
freeing. 

but love,
what is that