If things were so

[merlinden]

I would be looking at your face
and get lost in its lines
without a moment’s doubt
your hands a trance before the touch
your lips the question to all answers

you are at every turn
in crowds and offices
and check-out lines in super markets
waving to me from afar
I have but one smile eternal

I do not think of you
why should I? don’t I know by heart
the length and curl of your hair
the gleaming of your bones
the light under your feet

the churning skies
find stillness in your body
as old explosions ferment into new stars
and carry their blue flames
to orbits of cool tranquility

I may always leave you
and at my end you have come back
unerring like the space between my eyes
the air in my stride
a rest in motion that sings