before anyone wants to pull this and hide it away in the never seen again section called "mature" ... i figure i should say ... this is about a kiss... in the rain (the desert took a big hit again today and my mind wanders to this thought, often, when it does.) just thought i'd get that out of the way before hand :-)

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tambourine heart vibration

between the exhale
that had been caught &
fingertip lilac mist, turning
breath to a honeythick
velar moan &
this tambourine heart vibration
'tween the split of ribs spilling truth
  a river, of hail found itself upon my
back, a layer to plow faith through
and you, finding a storm in the
hazel of my eyes, 'neath a moon
hanging from the eaves, clung
'till earth's red clay palms captured our climb
to one another
    a stain, to linger
pressed between a mold of two
waiting for the next time you part your
fingers through my hair, bringing me
open-mouthed
to the canyon ... of you


1/4/05©sdt
photo©snow of snow

[This message has been edited by Snow (01-05-2005 12:24 AM).]

"so I wait for you like a lonely house
till you will see me again and live in me.
Till then my windows ache"
p.neruda

In the midst of winter,
I found there lives within me..
An invincible summer.