Sunday, April 12, 2009


three-quarter moon
illuminates the heather
purple like the marks
you left upon my heart
purple like the marks
i left upon your skin
signaling the spring
as we move forward

reaching toward the center
escaping us both
this halo in clouds
obscuring where we really are
neither seeing the omens we leave
littered and ignored
as we fumble
in this fraction illuminated


Anonymous said...

so beautiful..

Anonymous said...

sometimes we must fumble to learn who we really are.