Saturday, October 20, 2012

the tendrils of joy brush against my cheeks
I close and open intothe moment

she sits at the edge of myself
I feel her beckon, whisper
her smell lures me
I can caress her nearness
allusively she shuffles further
as I draw up

the more I am in my aloneness
the stronger I feel her dance
I sense her smile, her light laughter
her big heart, gentle love
her way of melting into the breeze
but I can't quite know how to meld
into the her that I am

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