in the distance you turn
hypnotized by the latitude
minutes are scraped by the
nimble fingers of shadows
restless in a reconstructed air
minimum flights
of ascending selflessness
the slope is gentle
and divulges in a flame
of sunlight
your eyes gleaming
in the soundless movements of a star
you stand savagely delicate
and glow at the perfect
distance of passion
you move counting each footstep slowly
measuring the inches allowed in a dream
our fingertips merge
your eyes light the inner spaces
of an undefined universe
from Patient Rains And Petals (1981)
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