peorth

on a precipice
on a treasured dream
i stand

and read the horizon
for a semblance of you

this landscape blinds me
its silence devours me
and love

is an unseen wind
raking at my hair
rolling a soundless kiss
in my mouth

dancing around me
without a song
breathing at the embers
in my insides

and love
is an unseen wind

rolling past
without permission
taking her kisses
to other high places
of the earth

and love
i stand
on a precipice
on a treasured dream

i read the horizon
for a semblance of you

2007.feb.28