Lila Vigil

Anam Cara (Soul Friend) Zak?s Sonnet pot-laced chocolate-chip cookies fatten the sweet distance that grows after we nest together our souls age, weaken, to yield uneaten pasta and unplanted palms and unfinished sentences confess it though I talk to you about it often when we?re not talking -- a horizon smiles, protects us from the lust we have for each other wise, I?m thinking you think I want something more than the miracle we have foreseen: two elderly old friends in thirty years still slathering one another with space candles tinkle "anam cara" and the Gaelic backlights choice flowers from your yard

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