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Off We Go...

The two of us in the grass, lying back,
'Face to face with the sky.'
From this pinnacle to daylight's decline
Our hearts were as buoyant
As air, and calm.
Our voices, interwoven with each other,
As sonorous as song.
Our bodies couldn't have been
More contented.
And beneath the blue scene
Of the sky, kissed in the distance
By the color green,
My thoughts fixed on your words.
How they pitter pattered around
Your pierced nose. Then the sound bounced
Without a trace of a nostril.
We were almost one, the two of us.
I can't explain.
No one could. Except to say
That we seemingly embraced
On another plain.
Difficulty and work
Were as foreign as modernity
In those fields where I learned
How to kiss.
How to mean what I said
With my lips
However I used them.
That was teh day I spent beneath
And in the service of the Lord
Our God, Who broght you, I swear.
Your beauty demanded I believe in Him.
Your beauty a basis for beauty.
And you were a fascist for me,
My singlular lackadaisical regime.
You would gladly ride, or die.
Even as I traded art for n'art
You gave yourself without exception
To an ordinary reception;
Save heaven's giddy faces in the clouds.
I was very aware.
'Face to face with they sky, '
You and life were angels of mine.






'Face to face with the sky.'
-Rainer Maria Rilke.

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