The Absence of Wavelength

Idle Adoration/I'll Sing To You

Idle Adoration/I'll Sing To You

I'll even you sing you a poem
whichever of the many I wrote

we could cool beneath maple limbs
if you'll tell me why you chose him

I'll sing you about my dream tonight
of one on whom I'd wish to dote

you can continue view a love as granted
or be still here in magic near the root

the summer can inspire passion's reflection
just like the butterflies deflection

how pretty we sit here, thirsting
what the blooms beneath could offer -- us

I'll play you with harmonic strings
whichever verse chosen that compels you

we two could sing a chorus together
long after the sun dips, light streaks

from dusk to twilight to night
you could have these words vibrations

echoing my love so true in morning dew
I'll know you at least stayed the night

Autumn arrival will come soon enough
where still lyrics foster in leaf parade

The frost will be too much for you
my words keeping warm as long as can

and I'll sing you this poem, too
I'll take any requests, if I only knew

would you have loved me as much if you knew?
my dreams true, longer than one season

I'll even write odes to you long after
and whisper your beauty into black sight

One last tender touch on the wing
remind words nothing to what you bring

I'll sing these nothing words to you
if you want me to, in idle adoration.


9.15.20
inspired by three Kacey Musgraves songs including:



beginning with: "Mystical Gypsy Moth-Laden Tree Of Yore Only I Knew About"