Incense

I prayed for
you

While my
salesman smile

Began to
subside

During the
thirty mile

Country ride

After the
exposition

 

Deciding not
to take

The
interstate

For that
express reason

 

I asked if
he loved me

More today

Than
yesterday

Needing him
to listen closer

 

The
embossing of my mind

Permitted by
my pride

Has recused me from time to time

 

But now
perhaps my

Pleading to
him

Is a sweet
smelling odor

-2013.09.29