White flakes, blades and frost occupy the river bank
They curl around it,
Just as they are
And flow with the tempest
Entwined, like this life
But stay together, and drown together
The same as before.

Falling asleep at night
The cold air as it is, secretly blowing over you
Puts a bud into a shell
Playing dead, like summer kids do.
Existing only from far away, in solitude
Making a cove at the end of the riverbank,

Quiet in a tree, she listens
For tails splashing on the surface
She catches him in daylight,
Nature’s long stem,
High and way above her

And in the closing stages of the breeze; The love train
A wind washes vigorously through the leaves
Kissing her red nose with the perfect touch,
And continuing the journey like a passer-by, watching from the window
As he flows, along the river,
Blessing dead skin.

03/01/2005

Author's Note: for you and you only x

Posted on 03/01/2005
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