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Heron Clan NYE
Gentle Kisses
gentle flutter kisses,
taste and feeling,
shimmer through senses,
shivers down her spine,
to her toes
up to her heart
out through her soul
into his,
all in the gentle
flutter, of
kisses
CAN I SEE YOU YESTERDAY
Can I see you yesterday?
Kisses fall like the painter’s snowflakes
On oil laced canvases of gray
On brilliant blue.
Can I see you a week ago?
Lips on lips and breath on breath,
Sunlight picks up the autumn glow
On satin skin.
Can I see you a month ago?
Caresses trace summer
Light on cheeks.
Can I see you a year gone past?
Can I see you in the decades before?
The quarter centuries and the golden annuals?
The diamond jubilee, I want with you to see,
If you would just agree?
Brown eyes to brown eyes,
Time on time,
Tell me your mine.
Give me the answer
To the question asked.
When would you like to see me again?
Yesterday is not soon
Enough.
Your Thread
Your thread runs through my living.
Your breath fans over my life.
Your associations and devotions
Catch me unaware,
when the world
is still.
When most thoughts of you
have faded
And I can call my heart
my own,
You take a turn around my mind,
And squeeze it in remembrance.
Wringing out the tears within
Draining all resolve
to move on past-
To move on, past
All that was, and
All that could
And all that would have been.
But your thread runs through my life
Your breath fans over my living
So for that,
you are forgiven.
