Open Poetry #48 |
A gentle scent reminds me |
KJOTT Member
since 2012-12-26
Posts 87Canada |
. A gentle scent reminds me. In eddies, in flows, it surrounds me. I dream — look long and away Until seeing you and having nothing to say except hello — I seize upon some flower, some part I love, and say — You see — This is where I begin. This is where I end. This is where I am at last and for a time. And in that span I hold you with density of interest. With volume of affinity. You who can never end. Whose beginning was before mine. From non-existence you rekindle me. I pray you do not look away. As I had done. . |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
A pleasure to read this fine writing...James |
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