The Embrace
The Embrace
Four Arms interlocking
Enveloping bodies, five
Ten minutes,
These eyes have longed been so close
Twenty-five years,
Now they can’t let go
Bodies exchanging nonverbal pleasantries,
Distant memories
Rushes in,
Keeping the embrace solid.
No one notices
The clouds floating by,
When twilight falls,
With guarded reluctance
Their arms are relaxed,
Returning to their Nine to five,
Separated once more
By oceans deep and wide,
And hearts will long once again
For another embrace.
Kenneth Grant ©
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