Friday, 13 June 2014

Encounter


The marble staircase
The breeze slams a door
Books on the table
Crying to the silence
Deliberately turning
The house is far too small
I lift my hands and eyes and brow
I cherish the great encounter.

1 comment:

  1. and what an experience that sounds like!

    lovely poem. short and sweet, but to the point.

    stacy lynn mar
    http://warningthestars.blogspot.com/

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