QED

poesy

Ascending A Staircase of Understanding

The clouds…
nestled between your arms
you smile,
and the meandering multitudes
cease and wonder.
I take back the minutes with you
and hand them to the great spirit.

In total darkness,
I arrive back to the origins of myself
a current which cannot wait
to hear your words sprouting spring day
surprises underneath the copper sky again,
however brief.

My temptation is to runaway with
that exact second out of the millions
which document our enchantment
and preserve
this for eternity.

Alas,
your hour glass
shatters…too soon
and I am left to count the sand
with others:
A puzzle of life in action
which is subdued by
another,
but yet unequaled
as of now.

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