Sunday, December 2, 2012

I have done no harm. But I remember now

I have done no harm. But I remember now
the cold glass of the bottle, the pink light
in the empty bedroom. I have heard the sound
of her soft breath, of her gasps and sighs before

the tide arrives. The morning star announces
itself before the dawn, the brisk winter air
is clear and without moisture. I have had
her body in my hands, her moving language

on my tongue, her sweet smell within my nose
and her image on my eye. But I remember
now I am in this earthly world, she doesn't

exist beyond the imagination. I have done
the work of a craftsman quickly, I have made
the light into a comprehensible woman.

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