the impressionist

Dec 03, 2005 01:42

imagine my breathe on the back of your neck.
you are bold and self-assured.
you come and leave quickly, bending like an amoeba
but never encircling.........
head never to meet foot.

pantheon, the arches of your arms and chest.
you like yourself around me.....you said.
i could see how i made this girl,
(normally center-stage spot-lit)
impossibly shy.

i took each of your sweet words like oxygen.
i opened my eyes to teal,
to spinning specters and water moccasins.

you tiptoe to me, bulldoze back to me
romance towards me........
your words are promises,
but you stretch them......
with prefaces of calm simplicity.

you are better than i could have written.
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