the you-shaped space within my arms
aches my chest with emptiness
soon? one day? it is all unknown
the you-shaped space within my arms
aches my chest with emptiness
soon? one day? it is all unknown
sunrise streaks yellow
breeze from the sea to the mountains
the first drops of autumn
I slipped in the shower
thinking of you
I tripped on the staircase
thinking of you
I think I can now quite unsafely say
I’ve fallen for you
in the shadow gold
cheekbones, hair and eyes
I breathe slow, breathless
I tried to walk the
line but tipped
over, hard.
Yes, I love you.
There I’ve said
it and now I
can’t
regain my
balance.
skin sun hot, salt streaked
roof terrace shower ice shock
light slants; we make our own rainbows
If I wrote you a postcard
I would write
‘wish you were here’
perhaps in capital letters.
WISH YOU WERE HERE
is a banal codification
used when people have nothing to say
but the situation demands a message.
This is known.
But
if I wrote you a postcard
and wrote
‘wish you were here’
perhaps in capital letters
you would see through the context
strip away the convention
and see the message as it was truly meant.
I wish you were here.
sky cloud sand sea
I am dreaming you are next to me
sky cloud rock sea
I am dreaming; you are next to me
breathe
dive
breathe again
become
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in the shadow beauty
the scent in summer breeze
evening sun forever