Tuesday, February 25, 2014

glimpse you

glimpse you

High as the light of day
You're falling down across your lost highway…
Your eyes get stung by the rays of the sinking sun
“Heart Is a Drum,” Beck

the South will glimpse you spring
even summer

in the unfolding aperture of winter
promising warmer days

i pause walking across campus
turning my face to the sun

the warming rays denying the cool air
of midday in February

you are hundreds of miles away
i am no longer in your thoughts or heart

standing in the bright promise of longer daylight
i feel your hand slip into mine

these seasons of us shuttering my longings
like a dream or a photograph

the World will always glimpse me only you
winter spring summer fall

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