Thursday, July 14, 2011

All at once you look across a crowded room.

i obscure help not

at all true and gentle

man but when
you draw so close

close i burn



you


shy: away from

this perchance at
fault divided or

all mine or yours
if ever



this


handsclasp won
another kiss

fullcontact

me and you
then: again



perhaps


tomorrow smile
smile and heat

heat and heart
your heart draws
close careful close


i burn