Friday, February 1, 2013

That Last Strand of Time




That Last Strand of Time

 

 

That last strand of time with you

I would twirl your white hair

‘round my finger ‘til it hurt

and never let it go,

never let you go,

if I could

 

That last strand of time with…

I would write L-O-V-E squared

twining words for warmth

to walk cooler paths

hold hands like wreaths

revered

 

That last strand of time

I would breathe you

like purple lilacs

steeping spiced tea

fresh cut mint

air

 

That last strand of…

I would cry

white darkness

the curtain call

falling

down

 

That last strand

I stare

at closed eyes

exhaled

depth

 

That last…

gold

whispered

mined

 

That

last

strand

At

last

 

Stranded


 

Published 2018, The Healing Muse, Vol. 18


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