MOMENTS AFTERWARDS

  In absence lips lean out in longing, clouds gathering, a chill in the air, the warmth slipping. Memory is a playful thing, you tease and turn over and back to before. We kissed, I feel it intensely, I see it clearly in the mirror still marked from a night now over. Cold showers call […]

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A WHISPER IN THE FADING LIGHT

  I heard them marching through the streets of Madrid, at midnight, under the first floor moonlight as you sang me songs strung from their souls, men marching a million miles away, a million years away from the momentary memory we were making, your fingers stroking the strings I’d pulled too tight on the guitar […]

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JOURNEYS, PART 9; ONCE, UPON A SUMMER

  It was summer stock and season of blondes; darker tones bleached to an inch of white, at first so fair and fragile, translucent tracks tethered to nothing more than temporary teases, interval acts pitching and playing and parting before the important performers took their permanent positions. I was high on a hiccup of happiness […]

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MOMENT AFTERWARDS 

  In absence lips lean out in longing, clouds gathering, a chill in the air, the warmth slipping.   Memory is a playful thing, you tease and turn over and back to before.   We kissed, I feel it intensely, I see it clearly in the mirror still marked from a night now over.   […]

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CATCH THE KISSES

  Catch cotton kisses blowing briefly over bodies on beds, on beaches basking, baking. Catch kisses cuddled in cotton sheets freshly laid kisses caressing carefully closed curtains.  Kisses cuddled on sandy beaches as tides tick through time, tickling time with waves washing over us. Clean, crisp cotton kisses, candy kisses, too delicious to last too […]

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ONLY A MOMENT

I see you all around me I see you in the sky above me I see you in the water below me and in the sea I see the sky and in its reflection I see your connection and I am nowhere and we are nowhere in sight between the sea and the sky we […]

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