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Watching You

Your eyes never opened after that last long kiss You pulled the dark curtain of sleep about you Your body fitted against mine in perfect configuration And your hand upon my arm about you We always fitted well in all things What was it that you said? “Do you know why God put those spaces between your fingers?” And when I shrugged, you fitted your fingers between mine. Watching you alone with yourself within your slumber I came to realize that love can only be appreciated When we imagine what we would be without it And in that moment of my pondering I discovered many things. Your touch was more profound than a million hands in applause And touching toes to be sure you were there Was a communication far superior to internet I determined then that a kiss was indeed a luxury And a moonlight whisper has more power Than all the chants of protest across the world Walking hand-in-hand had far more meaning Than any three car garage And your head resting upon my shoulder Lightened all the weights of a troublesome life And without you life itself would fade into obscurity The complexities of life never altered the simplicity of us We drove 200 kilometers just to eat at The Fat Duck at Bray We camped overnight in the ruins of the old Cathar castle In the hills beyond Limoux where we found the cave And when your father welcomed us into his home But commanded that I sleep in a separate room You told him, “He is my life now, you must understand” And we slept at the Albergo al Viale and drank wine at breakfast And all the wonders of my life were there Lost in that nocturnal womb where I could not go And when moonlight filtered through the limbs of trees And decided to dance upon your face I also learned that God could promise me nothing more For my salvation was beside me and the gates of heaven Opened with your eyes of morning And my soul would come home again for another day

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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