Thoughts, Observations, and Prayers of a Stranger in a Strange Land.
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Musings
Friday, May 06, 2005
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a single pure white petal hits my check unexpectingly cool upon my face it feels as if a single tear fell from my eye so green it's as if it fell to remind me of what it is like to be touched or kissed upon my cheek its been so long startles me to feel something there I am reminded of the kisses of eyelashes upon my skin so soft lips full cool upon the skin cooling to my heated heart lips that could have never stayed too long disarming fingers that would trace my germanic jaw-line from my ear down my chin to my full pouting anticipating lips I kissed your fingertips. they waved goodbye
Her lips of so long ago... I forget how they tasted forget the taste of her breathe as she exhaled so silently. I wonder now, where do your lips now frown or smile so fully? I wonder when does the sun shine upon those eyes I once looked to for assurence. How's Greg? Do you have kids yet? I bet they are sweet. I wonder not of desire or longing... I know you are a different you and me... I dont know me. I wonder cause my heart is easy and I care too easy touch my heart and your finger-print will forever stay. this delicate heart has moved on so many years ago but these falling petals remind me of all kisses past
These lips these lips of yours I think of now... the lips I see before me. The ones I long to taste to close my eyes smell your skin and feel your pulse as it moves through your heart. I want to know you hear the poems in your head the laughter from your heart. who knows if you want to taste the salt on my tongue see my smile in the morning hear me sing in your ear as you drift to sleep beside me I want to sing every poem every wish
I look up now to where from the petal fell bleach white tops of trees line the path ahead so many tears to fall so many kisses to taste so far to go.
happy spring
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