Monday, July 17, 2006

An Autumn Visit

The air is crisp
Nothing is still
And as you brush your arm against mine
my skin begins to pulse

I don’t mean to intrude
For such a delicate matter could break
But she doesn’t know
So I figured I’d drop by

“I’ll wait” you said
“As will I” I thought
But your presence is calming
And I know it’s worth every second

If it was me that your eyes danced upon
I’d slowly blush not knowing where to gaze
If it was me your lips longed
I’d quickly rush ruining each and every
Wait
Don’t leave I just thought we could lie here
Like the clouds in the morning
Or the stars we gaze at night
There’s no rush
I know there isn’t
But to taste that fruit would be something of a fancy
Something I’ve missed and longed for

“I’m sorry? Never mind”
You’re so wise
Calm and steady
If only I could fallow
I guess I’ll stay behind with the air
that is so crisp
And the nothing
that is forever still.

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