07-31-2012, 07:35 AM
because I did not lift my face,
I watched your hands, arms, your elbows, bent and resting lightly on your thighs,
and I watched the floor,
but mostly I watched your hands.
I saw the line that suggests a creative lover,
the one that shows a clever mind, imagination, and
the mound by your thumb that may indicate passion.
as we spoke, I saw meanings in their shapes, and
on the floor, I watched our shadows, made from street and candle light in a darkened room
flicker and entwine.
you stood, you smiled and then your arms embraced me,
and held on until I let go of you.
then I was on my way, casting my own shadows,
regarding my own hands.
I watched your hands, arms, your elbows, bent and resting lightly on your thighs,
and I watched the floor,
but mostly I watched your hands.
I saw the line that suggests a creative lover,
the one that shows a clever mind, imagination, and
the mound by your thumb that may indicate passion.
as we spoke, I saw meanings in their shapes, and
on the floor, I watched our shadows, made from street and candle light in a darkened room
flicker and entwine.
you stood, you smiled and then your arms embraced me,
and held on until I let go of you.
then I was on my way, casting my own shadows,
regarding my own hands.
“Give me silence, water, hope
Give me struggle, iron, volcanoes.”
― Pablo Neruda
Give me struggle, iron, volcanoes.”
― Pablo Neruda

