Sunday, February 01, 2009

Heat

The moment that
I walked into your suite


I believed in the
Kinetic theory of heat


The passion rose
to an unbearable temperature


And I knew that
this was an unexplained creature


In all of the moments
of our short and immensely long lives


You know that this kind
of clarity almost never arrives…..




And now,

feeling this and knowing that
I’ve realized that
I must be dreaming

But in my last few moments
before sadly waking
I take the kiss that is redeeming

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