30 Aug

She is hidden…                        (new)

She is hidden in all my poems
Disguised as water
Or a stone
Or possibly sorrow.
I frame my words
With her geography in mind–
The coastline of her body
The mountains of her smile.
The rhythm of my poems
Are the rhythms of her breathing,
Asleep and awake.
They sing to me.

I imagine her reading my poems
And not recognizing herself.
She does not know she is hidden here.
She does not know this is her breathing.
She is looking in a mirror that does not reflect,
But I am on the other side.
I am gazing through
At the water
At the stone
At sorrow.

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Posted by on August 30, 2013 in new poetry


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