I Hold

Book_cover_janet_tree_3_b_wby Janet Turpin Myers08 Jan 2016

Do you know what I hold in my hand?

Not your life

Not your hope

Not grains of sand that are indicative

of the fact that you stand upon the beach,

a man expecting to radiate into the universe

spinning dreams and plans and impacts

that will weave new galaxies across the heavens

Do you know what I hold in my hand?

Only this chocolate bit

which I will pop into your mouth

before I kiss you