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precipice
by Cassandra Leighwhat i lack in birthdays
you lack in naivete
and if we were to bet with those numbers
i'd be all in--
despite my awful poker face.
i only know summer with you,
the bright hot sweat, the burning
i want to know winter
(and autumn and spring and)
the grey skies of sleet and snow will
only make your lips feel
that much warmer
a lot of you i don't know but
i know like i was born knowing that
waking to you is like
sunlight filtering through water, like
lying on the bottom of the pool
looking up
if you left me tomorrow,
or like i will leave you tomorrow,
despite 2355 miles or 2355 microns of separation
alone is no longer in it 07/20/2011 Posted on 09/20/2011
Copyright © 2024 Cassandra Leigh
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Meghan Helmich on 09/20/11 at 07:20 PM I love that bottom of the pool image. I stopped breathing for a moment. |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 09/20/11 at 09:57 PM Very, very clever word play and style. Too many lines knocking me down. |
| Posted by Ken Harnisch on 09/21/11 at 12:30 PM The first stanza grabbed me, and the rest just pulled me in so deeply I too felt like I was in the pool looking up... applause! |
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