To read, everything there is to read—
The swell of your cheeks
in a hidden smile.
Your words, tumbling over my tongue
tasting more than you reveal.
The subtle movement
of your brows.
What the swish
of your dress whispers in your wake.
What a falling leaf
spinning dizzy unto the Earth says.
What the wind laughing
playfully ruffling my hair carouses.
What the sunlight
breaking apart in a ripple of a lake squeals.
What a dragonfly
that whizzes and pauses a drift sees.
What the blushing night bride to the day groom sighs
as she creeps over to him for that long awaited kiss.
A fleeting moment so cherished.
Let me read you,
read your landscape,
your wayward weathers.
Let me see
and let it be
A never-ending read.
Sharing one piece by writer’s choice
for the dVerse Open link Night 293
a virtual pub for poets around the world
Hosted by Lisa.
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