this outdoor place
is comfortable
with flowers and sun
and a beer by my hand
while Vampire Weekend
plays out my emotions
in a familiar time
that my heart keeps a beat to

this outdoor place
is peace and pines
and stone,
cut in a century
before the last century

but for all the fullness
it is emptier without your eyes
and i have learned a frightening truth –
that i depend on you for breath
that i depend on you til death

what a terrible blessing
that fills me with a beautiful dread
you and your silver gentle voice
forever sing sanity in my head

my love is a bind that anchors me to earth

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