Tuesday, September 23, 2014

summer cooling , , ,










the trace echo of our intimacy
folds me in two
with an ease of embrace that is tender & sure
swallowed complete by the journey lying behind your heart
I am there always
lingering, waiting & leaning into a new song to hum
catching your smell as I dance downwind where the trace is strongest
ribboned in dark midnight blue & morning fog
alone
I am use to it by now
that quixotic company of self & sun
dancing
to the hollow & the drum

4 comments:

  1. Beautiful poem and a great use of imagery. :)

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  2. You make me believe in fairies and sprites dancing in the misty fields. xoxoxox

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  3. Great poem. I love the line

    'ribboned in dark midnight blue & morning fog'

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  4. "swallowed complete by the journey lying behind your heart"

    Oh my....

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