:: changtzu ::
the distance between
two given particles of dust
as they spin
and dance,
quiet
at our naked
ankles,
is greater than
the time between
two fervent bodies.
moonlight tastes your face,
wants to
stretch into
the fastened
space between
our fused palms
but
waits
patiently, and pours its glow
over the incandescent cast
of trembling moments
to return.
to
our precious debris - our memory.
two given particles of dust
as they spin
and dance,
quiet
at our naked
ankles,
is greater than
the time between
two fervent bodies.
moonlight tastes your face,
wants to
stretch into
the fastened
space between
our fused palms
but
waits
patiently, and pours its glow
over the incandescent cast
of trembling moments
to return.
to
our precious debris - our memory.