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Darling Companion
We’ve come to the end of the highway
Breathless on the Panamint Range
You in a dress all blue buttoned
Down to the knees and a
Breeze parting your sweater —
I have a photograph where
You stand in sage against
A Route 395 road sign
Pointing us either north
Or south along a high
Spring snow Sierra sky with
Yes I Can
We can’t afford
the quart of new
blueberries and
soft raspberries
but I can take
one of each off
the top and put
them in your mouth
Dance
I love her a bunch
but I love her maybe
the most when she
dances, and better
dances towards me,
with no one else
around or else our
minds would be on
something else, and
it’s in our living room
and some music comes
on from the 60s and
she jumps up and with
no hesitation just starts
to dance, growing younger
by the second, and I can’t
tell if it’s music any longer
I’m feeling or is it her, the
hair, the eyes, the hands
beckoning me and only me
this is the wild of women —
if you’re stupid
you’ll continue to persist
in your thinking that man
is the king of the jungle
Vow
You can think there is
But there is nothing
Quite like you undressing
Me who has undressed you
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BOB ARNOLD
I'm In Love With You
Who Is In Love With Me
Longhouse 2012
