. . . . . . . did you know that i sit next to you now in the tiniest house of time?

just told me

your fingers
that reach to the sky
just told me
i’m not the same without you

© r.e.l. 5/31/12


image by simeon schatz photography

posted for Poetry Picnic 6/3-6/10/12 on Jingle Poetry

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2 Responses

  1. Kay Salady

    Metaphor for a wounding. This is blissful writing!

    June 10, 2012 at 4:37 am

    • love the metaphors…

      June 10, 2012 at 8:04 am

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