UAD Issue 2

Issue 2

3 Fridge Poems
by Linda Healey

1 (live it)

caress my air
your spark   my candle

this place must feel
only like night

an almost evening
your voice
a secret &
I laugh
Go on

2 (full moon)

listen I have a
gift for you
come touch my hand
and do   make   say
take the fire
touch it

how will you be after
here is your flame

3 (by and by)

your taste glistens
on me   why not do
as the blood remembers

one day   once and every
some delicious hunger
with sweet rhythm

please I beg but
dear god there’s
no thing as lovely