blowing dust, always touching

if only for a second
….blow the dust
……..from your mind
…………the sands of time
…………….and follow me…

did you think
this act would….
tingle your spine?……..
restrict the narrow…………
spaces that you call ‘you‘?…………….

what if this place
….your perfect harmony
……..touches the rest,
…………always essence
…………….never hindering?

your
blood….
flowing……..
just holding lightly…………

© r.e.l. 6/25/11

submitted to caesura 2/5/14

image by simsha

Posted for Poetry Potluck 6/26-7/2/11 on Jingle Poetry

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