synapses | sonnet three posted by imani , Wednesday, June 8, 2011 at 7:05 AM, in Labels: ars poetica

i would want your synapses…
your beginnings, your springs,
your winter solstice, your indian
summers, your parched

summer twilights, i want the
littlest things that create you,
the swift, subtle realities
made tangible by your kind

and gentle soul, i want the
nuances and eccentricities you
dislike about yourself so i may

gather them one by one and
embrace them, as if they were
my own, as if they were a part of me.