Wednesday, 6 April 2011

The First Hint of Love

There are days when I cannot find
any formal explanations

- for example the sudden thrill
that pierces an unknown part of me
when I first meet a particular person
or view a certain scene.

It is as if my soul grown old
flowing rich and deep
and full of juice
                 gave an electric wink
back down the years to say, hey
this is no momentary image
on a moving screen, you

have just met the beginning
of your shared history
- as each year passes,
this person,
this place,
will add and add to itself
to become more oceanic,

more loved, more truly
known - and so carefully

poured like honey into your soul

it will be impossible
to think of your life without them.

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