within desire lies doubt
the no drapes the yes
like memory veils day
with a damp patina
always another way
a bend of thought
to turn a casual glance
toward stories not told
to hear echo as origin as if
her voice caresses his ear
with whispers of intent
through a risen morning’s mist
we wake into this dark
with expectations of dawn
(October 25, 2013)
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