Sunday, January 22, 2012


Soft steps climbing toward
absence of words
smiles and kind glances
deep, warm kisses
sleepy hugs and gentle touches

Descending on me as if I wasn't
I never thought I had it all
I thought I lost it all
and here it is.

It is here
and it is climbing up the steps
making noise
but making no noise at all.

It is gentle and
it is kind
and it lifts the corners of lips
and it tilts the chin
toward the light.

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