Beyond
#53
January
16,
2000
It was more than he ever wanted
to give away
but I could see
beyond the folds
of blankets which concealed warm palms
and resting skin;
his body stretched out like smooth stones on a beach
Eyes that stared at an evening ceiling
without his glasses, I
lingered beyond like particles
trapped
in a square beam of light giving
subtle kisses to magnetic eyes
that in the soft window light
looked like sea water collected; hot springs resting.
Lips, gathered gently
with dreams I kissed with
closed eyes .... tangled hair
And left him a shadow