You too will be loved

Come child from naked concrete oceans

Bring flowers of yesterday and ask about

Corduroy eternity melting like

Blind champagne

Embrace every desire present

"Rob time" said this man

"Free yourself, Worry less, grow more".

I only linger like night surrounding

His universe

One notion would say "your heart is my home"

I most likely will never celebrate that morning.

Though our ghost has me remembering,

Know he may listen or never open up

Trust yet do not squirm

You too will be loved