NaPoWriMo #26

I wrote the first two lines of this poem on April 4.  I wrote the rest of the poem yesterday and edited it a bit today.  Enjoy.

we speak in the guarded words
of never-never
we tell ourselves
The sun rose strong
and silence fell
A wisp of affection
a temperamental “hello”
snippets of connection
until            there
we spin webs of desire
pull strands           release
we make a great unnamed thing
out of words, out of love
we pull desire taut
it will not snap
it flows and fades and flows back
tender music
whatever others guess
whose side we’re on
let go               don’t let go
will we ever touch?


© 2013 Robin A. Sams


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