February 10, 2012

poem 42 of a poem a day for 2012


morning

I turn towards my renew  
and bend further into you
I curl a breath,wrap my arms
in a repose,that knows past charm
is a kiss,a bliss of what connects
our souls to what a moment selects
to show us how a forever might be held so
we can kelp sway as the tides do and grow

EJR (c)

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