Naked Benevolence
Yellow stimulus
memory engaged
communication
love letter
Here I stand before you
naked in my bravery and
my leaves you can not see
rustling their inspiration
to the winds
to the brushstrokes ascending and
descending images
of two words as on the rope
balancing rosy sundown
anticipating deliverance
and I stand before you
in reddish garment
as if I’m praying
invisible lips bestowing
a gift unto you:
benevolence and farewell
