Memory appears when least expected
phantom hovering on the edge
of your consciousness …
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©Christine Kelly 2020
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Un coeur un hiver
We leave our hearts in the snow,
no last goodbyes left
to melt the ice clinging to the edges.
I wonder if is it possible to lose it all —
heart, mind, soul,
in a single breath —
the one you took with that kiss
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Eodem
We breathe in waves,
inhale
exhale;
the ebb and flow
of all we say,
fluid as water.
But what lies hidden
in unspoken thoughts —
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Reverie
Morning glimpsed
behind a curtain
shaft of light
dancing
upon a headboard
dust motes
alighting
a stillness disturbed
fingers slowly
moving over warm skin
mine for yours
awakening
to thoughts, desire
curling around me
and within, a band
tightening
every revolution
intensifying
every stroke
a lover’s wish
shattering restraint in a rush of sound
a bitten lip
the lingering mark
of your possession
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An overthinking heart
The mind overthinks
and the heart stutters
in that moment
between pause and panic.
How we yearn
and bargain
for distant dreams …
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©Christine Kelly 2019
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Awaiting discovery
Autumn color displays
its soul, complex and deep.
Eyes feast upon intricacies,
drama against sullen sky.
November’s grip, winter
chasing sun
sky threatening
eruption, emotion held
to its breast,
since spring came and went.
Intense hue
a taste, pungent;
how it lies upon my tongue
awaiting discovery.
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Promise me this
Promise me this…
that no matter what
wild whisper
swirls around us:
distracting
upsetting
confusing
we remember
the vow we made;
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©Christine Kelly 2019
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