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the swingThe swing
Alone on a tree
On a hill,
Tied to a dead willow
That groans with the swing
This mem’ry is long gone,
And yet not the swing
She’s dressed in all black and
Still sits on the swing
How happy I am
All alone on the swing
The swing the swing
the swing the swing...
She Takes a Deep Breath...She stands there,
In the darkness of the dock,
In the blackness of the night,
As the snow falls quietly on the lake.
She takes a deep breath.
Her eyes are closed,
Breathing in the chill,
Filling her lungs with
The crisp vastness of air.
The city sounds fall away.
As her head tilts to the sky.
Flakes fall gently on her face,
Baptizing her in winter.
Another deep breath.
It drowns her lungs in something new.
Something that seems to cleanse the
Heaviness off her body.
Filling her with something lighter than air.
Her arms drift out,
Away from her center.
Her weight shifts
To the balls of her feet.
Slowly, she rises up,
As if to take flight.
As if her extended arms were wings,
Ready to take that first powerful down stroke
That will take her away.
That will take her home.
Another deep breath.
And she’s in the sky.
ExhaleSometimes you can feel it
That buzzing just under the skin
The vibration that starts in the gut
And reverberates out until your heart is racing
You should be afraid
You should run and hide
But you don’t
You stand there and watch the wall
Letting the tension set in your bones
Let it grab a hold of your breath
And root your feet in the ground
It’s you standing on the edge of the abyss
Debating whether to take the plunge
For a moment
All is still
The breath before the sigh
Then the threshold is breached
And the wind smacks your exhale back into your lungs
And you realize it’s too late to run
But there is freedom in being swept away
Letting the storm rock you out of your roots
Let it carry you where it wills
Tossing you through the air
You are flying!
You were trapped before
Held in place by the molasses of calm
Moving took so much energy
cost too much to bother
But the air has changed
Is charged with new promises
what love is not.it was a s l o p p y first kiss where
my drunk lips fumbled against yours.
the dull thwack of my heart,
locked behind curved ribs
cleared my groggy brain,
clouded with lustful premonitions.
it was an e l e c t r i f y i n g first kiss where
you entwined your hands in my hair.
your mouth encompassed mine and
my breath became lost in the steady
of your chest.
it was a s h y first kiss where
i pulled away before you could explore.
your tongue grazed my teeth,
searching for a way past the ivory gates.
i dug my finger into the stubble along your jaw,
my nail lulling your carnal desires.
it was my first kiss with you.
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