Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Touch

 

Gift:

your reaction that continues mine

Sign:

the welcome of vulnerable circles 

 

this shushing of feet

through memories

then letting them go

to land unplanned

 

Letting it all go.

So. I lean forward listening

--alone like a colony--

and I know exactly who you are.


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