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By Briana Kassia Date: 2008 Jun 20 Comment on this Work [[2008.06.20.23.15.3537]] |
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The snow can fall in drifts that become the pink cherry's petals the sky can slide between azure and indigo or even echo the shouting yellow gold of the sun in the glint of the rings we gave each other the single twist of warm metal against the bronze and cream of our skin the clasp of our hands a Moebius strip unending, ever changing the day when you look into my eyes and see all the green of the sea the fathomless truth and I see in yours the reflection of my own hopes, this long sojourn ending in the touch that begins the next your shoulders are broad your skin warm and honey-soft your hands possessive and gentle taming a fearful heart with a stroke down my mane, the river of hair you so love to smell, to bury your fingers in and breathe poems into the neverness of the dream protects us holds us true to our course the wind blows as it may but we are guided by Polaris and the music of the spheres wave-rocked on a keel wrought of the few breaths shared the sighs of such lovers lost in time and knowing only that when all is right soon will come and we will have our time |