Tuesday, August 30, 2005

I Remember...

The wind
Of your whistle--
Joyful breath
As you once held me,
Resting me
Upon your
Rise and fall
Chest...
Caressing my hair,
Touching my face--
The soft fingertip
Of a single moment...
*Sigh*

How I wished I could
Freeze that moment--
Listening to the song
Of one intermittent instant of
Peace

You, there, lying with me
Instead of to me...

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