Monday, January 25, 2010

Mi Sol

Today I am pondering the intricacies of desire
how I wanted you to look at me, the gaze
between us as warm as floating in a Mediterranean sea

You were the sun beating down on my shore
and I the moon, vigilantly shining through the dark,
a path to the sea, a motion of nearing

that guided us to the horizon. But then came
sunset, a door closing, our final kisses
as blank as whitewashed walls
as tender as rain

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