Poet Rummager


I see how you are –
distant like the stars.
Brilliant pin points of you –
I can’t contain you in my hands.
You escape between my fingers –
drifting through the air like
You’re unattainable.
No matter how close I get,
you’re always out of reach –
enigmatic and complex.
At times you breeze past me,
rushing your caresses.
Our breaths mingling –
never lingering.
I can only graze your surface.

(Photo by Michael Murphy of freeimages.com)

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