Friday, April 3, 2015

staple (throwback)

.a staple decision for anyone so delicate.
June 30, 2011 at 12:04am

our mouths both emptied at once,

not from spilling all sounds and vowels,

but left  breathless,

a sense that

what was said was best for us

when we said nothing.

the rapture they fabled in your voice,

the silent sounds speak volumes of it,

though i may never know it

as i hold you, here,

four feet away,

in the dizzying listlessness of meeting,

idle, under a grey and violet sky ablaze

with the fingers of the sun just moments ago,

but drowsing now as we reach farther into

the whispers of the hours,

reach farther for your hand in this,

blissful forgetting of sounds and light.