A dusky silence
nothing more.
Your hair was sunlit,
I was lying on the floor.
As I looked up at you,
your beauty hurt me deeply.
I knew it wouldn’t last.
Then the sun set, and in the dark I was lost.
Your bare legs were crossed,
eyes closed against the sun.
Your beauty hurts me deeply.
The shortest dusky silence,
nothing more.
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
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