To see my eyes in yours is unlike a hand in hand it is a whisper spoke softly in the mouth of a kiss words that linger upon parted lips a tug, a pull luscious swipes glorious glides so slippery when wet we surrender to the tears we find there Chagall 2020
Tag Archive: love across time
In time we find
though never lost
in trimmed gardens
The search alone
we sidle walls
flash furtive glance
In green maze
morning haze drops
The same each time
blurred roundabout
swirl dizzy spires
Endless breathlessness
tiring quicker
than yesternight
Out of rush of flame
comes desire
Sparkling cold
dense stars are lit
the air so thick
Like water we
drown
© Chagall 2014
I laugh joyously
amid tears and soft rains
breathing in warm pulse
how lavish our bodies tickle
I relish the musk
of morning and dread
the steady advance of noon
© Chagall 2014
There are those who marvel at relics
millennia old while mine are merely
centuries gone from the dawn of the art
of photography
1840
I relish the light
on the fine combed locks
of a young girl in a field
I call her Melissa so vibrant
she is thinking of the morning’s chores
she senses she’s extra pretty
atop the fence rail, head cocked to the left
just right – now hold it
You feel me there as a tickle
the gnaw in the back of your mind
is me, but I’m too far down the road
Then later, delicious fair one
you took me to your room
lonely, candlelit, lilac
I unlace your bodice, kiss your neck
your curls, concentric circles
about your face
Then you gently blow the tapirs
and lower us onto foamy down
The catch-light in your eyes that day
two-hundred year old photons
washed ashore to still your soul
has long since left your body
You have returned to earth
where all you transcend
I hold here in my hand
with most fervent hope
I will will your time again
© Chagall 2014
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