Tuesday, February 7, 2012


I long to reach out to touch you
Or at least, hear the beat of your heart
I do not know why I love you
We are heaven and earth apart
But you taunt me from low-flung lintels
A vast ever-changing sweep
And sometimes I wish I were able
To fly through your smile with a leap

You hover above me at present
Tucking this day to the past
A deepened blue, somnolent essence
Garnished with a star-studded cast
I remain your quiet admirer
You remain grandly unaware
As I fling unspoken desire
Into your infinite stare

© Janet Martin

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