moi

moi
seulement moi

Saturday, June 11, 2011

early poem

thinking time this morning
rushed a flood of history
into a tender locked embrace
your gentle breathing caressed my thoughts
back to a landscape that shaped my being
memories moved a magic Mecca of my own
around the words of trust and love and once and forever
lost as the velvet of your skin
touched mine
short lived
under a stroking hand

Don't wake
Don't go
Don't move
Help me rhyme my thoughts
before the day erases them away
forever


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