Poetry

Apr 21, 2001 19:55

EMBRACE

Dark hair waves down
Loosely touching shoulders
And a back covered by three shirts.
With untrained balance and grace
She comes forward, closer
Frustration pain and anger
Gained by the common day
Melt into giddy warmth
She looks up playfully
Teasing lips part into a grin
Fatigue becomes meaningless
Arms pull her close
Chest yearning to engulf her
"be one with me"
Time breaks the embrace
We go to different tasks
Together.

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