Friday, December 3, 2010

color me obvious

At 1:02
I waited. You,
absent, beautiful.
Loving minutes, caressing hours,
getting tongue down the back of the little big hand.

9:32
Your breath was new,
a quiet, flutter.
I felt your clothes, your want and more,
pouring light to the palm of my hand.

But 1:43
Mind raced, and see,
the finish line blurred and sank.
Swirled love and color, adoration,
fold your dreams, melt them all down the back of my hand.

So 8:31
Looming, spun,
returned. And beautiful.
Loving numbers, knowing letters,
rolling life round and round in the palm of my hand.

1 comment:

  1. The times seem super random to me, but the attention to detail makes it incredibly personal which I like. Clever the way you ended each stanza with the hands.

    really loved this:
    "fold your dreams, melt them all down the back of my hand."
    and this:
    "fold your dreams, melt them all down the back of my hand."

    last stanza was my favorite :)

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