That Strangeness Poem by RIC BASTASA
That Strangeness
we are layered with
years
like skins shedding off
and then
the new ones that
you see
smooth, young
supple
how many years?
we are silent still to
this strangeness
i wonder
how this love sees you
always
new to me
vibrant
illumined
shadow to my shadow
mist to my mountain
waves to my shore
soft breeze
constantly leaving and
coming
i shy away from
familiarity
i tiptoe
towards the door of
our memories
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