There were evenings
that touched
your cheeks
with the nip
in their gait.
There were moments
that nibbled
the wings
of your nose
with
the aroma
of half hungry
coffee cups
There were glances
that scaled
the nape
of your neck,
the giggling lower lip,
the young wrinkle
concealed
by the shadow
of the eyelash,
the conversing fingers,
the laughing silence.
There were promises
ten of them,
of moon lit
nights,
of desert holidays,
of lagoon sundays,
of mountain
worshipping,
some seeking
35 mm screens,
others
the blue blush
of the A4 sheets,
still,
and those
that
created you and
me
as us,
in those million faces
of moon
each nano second
breathing
in the evenings,
the moments,
the glances,
the promises....
my life
yearning
for the life
of a nano second....
Sunday, November 25, 2007
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