Archive for November 7th, 2011

I want simply to get inside the words within the words

the saint’s velvet garbs say nothing of the saints themselves

speak to me not of shelves or bindings where words lay

but read me that first line that caught you with your breath held right there, quivering in your throat

tell me how it knew you deeper than any man or woman could ever know

how with a few strokes it could leave you raw, naked and yet, so wholly understood

Tell me how you live for these moments

Where poem meets reader and melds into the warm inviting, buttery lips of that world

there, held timeless in a sea of remembering what we thought had been lost

and, we as humans, forever held between this world and that


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