Nancy Imelda Schafer
"The Suit"
In type, he said hello
In type back, I replied hello
In his voice, he said hello
In a whisper, I replied hello
With his laughter, he said come in
With my laughter returned, I said thank you
With my music, he said I want to know you
With my music, I say here's a part of me
With his empty heart, he says I want to be loved
With my heart, I say is it tyme to fertilize?
In your laughter at this very moment...
Is the gift of myself...
to you.
Unconditional... it grows
As a well fertilized lawn will.
Lush and new...
With the promise of bare feet against the soft blades.
And in the distance...
She hears the tuba play ommmpa pa ommmpa pa
Nancy Imelda Schafer
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041297
10:15 PM EDT
Written with TW in mind
Posted April 13, 1997
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