Archive for February, 2015

A Cliff Without a Fence

Feb 15 2015 Published by under Poetry

Your absence breathes her warm breath on my nape,

pervading all the spaces you are not,

your outer bound, her complement in shape.

I cannot see her face; her touch is hot.

For always, she is with me, try I might

to lead her to a fence on some high cliff,

without offense, and see which one takes flight.

She wakes my dreams of flying with, “What if?”

Falling awake, I watch her disappear,

a breath I breathed, a body I had felt,

two eyes I saw, a voice I used to hear,

divine impulse to kneel to, as She knelt.

The image bears no likeness born of you.

Who knows what I would do, should she leave, too?

No responses yet