with intertwining melodies ...................Nothing to do but wait....
soft fur...........................for Saul to compile the last login statistics
warm milk.........................and post them in our staff conference,
the sound of water....................for the wax to dry on the kitchen floor,
a glass of beer..............for Gunter to return.
which one to take..................I lay on our bed
brown grass on the hills......looking out the window of the loft.
a flowered dress.............."purr purr purr"
a grove of redwoods................Grass was growing on the
sleep..............................previously frozen Colorado hillsides.
a white frosted birthday cake............... I could see the continental divide across fields of purple lupin.
the smell of green grass...."purr purr purr"
warm sun.....................Gunter was in Denver,
the doorway at dinnertime...............and Winsock had settled on his pillow.
where the water meets the sand........................ working............................ making things.................... blue shirt....................... making love...................... "purr, purr, purr"......... the children laughing.......... blue jeans......................... never know why............... on the meadow above the creek................. footprints.......................... unwashed windows........... a dark corner.................... the pine trees overhead...... walking............................. riding................................ the horizon........................

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