I Remembered

You wanted them that night
the mist ravished your hands,
pierced creamy silk into ivory.
No more than a movie ticket,
no less than essential next time
we walk the winter downtown nights.
Shield for your hands, symbolic of mine.
The cold won’t relent. Neither will I.

2 Comments

  1. Garrett Macfalda said,

    January 19, 2009 at 3:53 am

    I can’t tell you how many times I’ve felt the last line here without the words. I really love what you’re writing on this blog.

  2. the.light.bearer said,

    January 22, 2009 at 3:07 am

    The cold won’t relent. Neither will I.

    love this..


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