31 July 2010

Blown Away


fragments of me rise and fall floating on draughts of air
slices of dreams
shards of sorrows
stones of memories
slivers of sighs
i watch as they corkscrew and spiral, a writhing contortion
taunting reminders
punishing desires
sly hungers
banished hopes
until with a whisper of wind, I am blown away


the pieces forming a fine gossamer strand
a raveling
twining
twisting
ligature
navigating a steady meandering course to your hands
to be reshaped
recreated
reinforced
reinvented
into the me i am with you.

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