two thousand and five
you sigh
and i
hold my breath
desperate to take all of it,
to hold every last piece of it.
you sigh
and I breathe in
and I feel you
You are my held breath.
we are by the sea in a car
it is dark.
time is slow.
every moment is full.
we are close and we are alone.
huge black waves crashing on the rocks of our night.
(i'm in the process of turning an old memory into a great long piece of concrete poetry.
This cold stormy night reminds me of an exquisite pain.
I might post more of it here. I might not.)
