Alone thinking about FF
my lonely heart explodes with love…it falls like hail onto the barren ground,
where is my woman’s face I long to pelt with kisses like the gentle rain
in spring? I’m tired of solitude… brittle ice crystals bouncing
around just hard surfaces… the contradiction of ice
falling from hot summer sky where is a home
for tenderness, shut doors hide emptiness…
one room…had i been there….