When I was Growing up I was always Told I had to work Hard to get Inside the Door and once I got Inside my job was to open it for Others. I am Opening the Door and Knocking it Off its Hinges. I'm an American Sappho c/s Who Else?
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Sunday, January 16, 2011
And the Rocket's Red Glare for Sheryl and Joseph Reynoso
She wore it on her Lips when she Kissed him just before he Left again, UP! to the Skies where he's Flying in Blue. He's her Angel and She, His. And the Red Glare of Their Love, Lights the Great Flame of Her Patriotism. She's moved many times to stay Together. Where do we go Next and until he Returns how long will he be Gone? Separations: she doesn't Complain but makes Use of Pain Searching for Beauty in its Abundance Catching her Breath as if for the First Time when He Arrives from the Base. This is how her Love like a Flame that burns Day and Night Fuels the Rocketfire of their Passion.