As Time constricts me

As Time constricts me

25 March 2016

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Remember

We used to talk soft

Hidden veils

Draped our frames

Before we learnt to play games

Of stony details

 

I breathe in

Summertime’s fancies

It rings wild

With sun’s heat

Postman rings thrice upon doors

Then admits defeat

 

We wiped floors

Our bodies intense

Locked in flames

Purple maze

We hold worlds but skins we graze

Touch of the shallow

 

Remember

We used to know hearts

They beat strong

Beneath veins

Blue bearing red they travelled

In inner landscapes

 

Map of stars

Fusion of twilight

Light and dark

Dull and spark

We are deep book of secrets

That some read aloud

 

I whisper

Sum of my numbers

In spirals

Within wells

The axe joins tree that it fells

As Time constricts me

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Summertime – Ella Fitzgerald & Louis Armstrong

Night and Day – Ella Fitzgerald

Taking a chance on love – Ella Fitzgerald