torstai 20. heinäkuuta 2023

ON THE ONE HUNDREDTH AND NINETY-NINTH DAY OF THE YEAR

On this mild morning, milky
clouds across the sky, Sun
shining among them, and
the mind drifting across
the landscape, its chains
loosened, I still come
back to memory of you,
the moment giving away
to the lasting, thinking
of your hand resting
so casually on your
naked thigh as we
last spoke. I am
transfixed by that
vision on this mild
morning balanced
between sunlight
and coming rain.

20.07.2023


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