the sun sets softly
a young bird’s feather on the cheek
and the evening breeze rises
I stood on the hill
I stood on the hill and threw darts at the sun;
You arrived in silence.
Your first arrow curved in its flight, hit its mark full in the centre;
You, and the sun, forever.
scars
my scars tell you I have been hurt
my scars tell me I have now healed
…seize the day…
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she wiped my kiss
she wiped my kiss from the back of her hand
as though I could not see
I do not understand
her face said
I thought
My joy of living
Your face in the tea clouds
across the breakfast table
That is my joy in living
Your step on the staircase
As the evening’s beginning
That is my joy in living
Your snore under the duvet
relaxed and free from caring
That is my joy in living
last day
clouds begin to gather above the distant mountains across the sea
swimmers wade from the water, warming bodies with wrapped arms
a lizard disappears behind the waterfalling caper bush
and, as we look at one another, we understand
world stop
world stop turning
every day the morning sun lips the far horizon
and the ever-present present stretches to the future
night clouds part
night clouds part
as the west winds whisper away the mist
and sunlight cleanses the sea
no idea
no idea what to say or to do
swimming for the horizon
to see what is over the edge
simonsalento 