was the color of your eyes
reflecting against the hot clouds
of a sky a thousand miles
away from me
where I imagined your voice
a short distance
about the width of the circle of our embrace
my fingers tracing your face
breathing you in
remembering
when i thought i'd lost you forever
again
and this,
yesterday's poem
is my way
of dancing
slowly into the tomorrow
when i can hold you
and be held by you
again.
No comments:
Post a Comment