Coruscate…

wp-1484940844164.jpgI need to write about her
I need to describe the way
the warmth of her fingers
etch patterns on
foggy windows
a portrait of my heart
in “cleared away condensation”
how it seems
she molded it
from a primordial beginning
when it was
a speck of stardust and earth
I need you to understand
that I hear her
everywhere
in everything
and I need
to talk about
the last time I saw her
all those lifetimes ago
when the light of the sun
danced in her hair
and a glittering
road of fire
on the surface of the water
showed the path she would take
to the horizon
to go
home

*photo credit: I have no idea. but She’s beautiful.

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Writer/Plumber/Poet/Father/Gentleman/Romantic
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16 Responses to Coruscate…

  1. Heartafire says:

    and so is this poem!

  2. trE says:

    She is. And, the words too.

  3. VictoryInTrouble says:

    Beautiful, beautiful! I read your lovely words on the beach- how fitting! 😊

  4. Rita says:

    Exquisite, lil bro

  5. This is definitely a favorite THIS is passionate

  6. Purpleanais says:

    She’s beautiful and she’s inspired equally beautiful words. Love it, Eric 💜

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