what you do ~

tornadoday

was a time
not so distant
it still takes my breath
– memory clear
as a Lexington sky
fell from my pocket
to meld with my skin
a moment when wish
reached the light

a fragile surrender
as ages before –
sweet was the day
another
of you
merged into wonder
I remember
your eyes
took hold of my heart
as you did
what you do

with your smile
holding knowledge
of places beyond
where every tomorrow
is witness to this
soul recognition
as a glance turned again
recalled
to the curve
of your lips

with nothing to trade
but lifetimes
to give
save the illusion
forever might be
cradled in arms
I remember them well
as dreams of Kentucky
awakened
in me

. . .

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