I remember
Your eyes
Searching mine
The passing of an
Unseen marker
That signified the changing
Of everything.
My chest
Is still warm
Flushed
Where your open palm
Tattooed my heart.
I remember
The softness
Of your lips
The desire
In your kiss.
I remember
Insistent hands
Welcome me
Your body
Responding to mine.
We pledged our love
Planting our lives
Each in the soil
Of the other.
I remember
Your breath moist
Against my throat
Your sigh soft
In my ears.
Your relentless desire
Stays with me still
Your laughing joy
Searching gaze.
I know you
The way men know
The geography of frontiers
Astronomers the vastness
Of star systems
I know you
The way hawks know
Grasslands
The way sailors know
Seas
Priests know
The Host.
I know you.
Do not mistake me.
You are not
A treasured experience
Thrilling memory
Or turning point
In my life.
No, my love.
You are the
Event Horizon.
The only one
In my life.
Friday, February 18, 2011
Event Horizon
Posted by The Dashboard Poet at Friday, February 18, 2011
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