Thursday, March 18, 2010

Day

The day, a mango,

sheds its skin

and orange light snakes through the wild ginger leaves.


I want to take your loneliness from you

Let your body dip into mine

as if I were the sea, and you the swimmer.


See how the clouds are dancing.

Seeded with shadows,

they are ready to break open with love.


And the day sings.

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