renni missed it totaly you see
needs to reread saga eleven (goodbye) more carefully
to fast do I and she read the poems its plain
kiss the lines not with her eyes but use grammars brain
with plenty of clues hides he some treasures
mark has raised his art to suit his own pleasure
~
because was it a rainbow or his hand
mark did there offer
wants renni to now reread for vagueness and pleasure to wonder
to see a tree hidden in a forest, its the best place to hide it
kiss kiss words are hidden easily in writ
renni you are a word sorcerous can you guess where they sit?
~
because where i don't rhyme i write more than playfully
mark laughs joyfully, trifflely, the clever mistakes he makes
thinks of serendipity, of mad poet art, and questions of love
renni looks at the clock as it melts nonsensically on the wall,
to
is vague as to is to do, bends down renni to tie rennis
beautiful blue shoe, splattered too with marmalade so is her heart
~
mark: *laffs*