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.
Merciel
The Sea and the Sky
I Remembered
2 responses to “I Remembered”
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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.
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The cold won’t relent. Neither will I.
love this..
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