edward lilley

I miss you.
It has rained for two weeks here.
Winter has seemed endless.
So little light.
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I awaken feeling full and potent
Swollen with urgency
Lines of verse moving forward in me.
Impatient words piling up like traffic
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It has become obvious to me
That there would be no wind
If it were not for little boys chasing little girls
Rounding corners
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Life is good
And we hold on

Keep on dancing
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Cold winds growl
And etch our windows

Lick the edges
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(A celebration of an adopted child's first birthday)

(Wishing)
...We only knew there was this need.
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I give to you these held wishes and realized dreams.
Here are berries, pods, rocks and cobs
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Each year, somewhere in the second week of February
I awaken cold
Under the weight of snow
Or blankets
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Upstairs, wrapping gifts,
I pressed my love into every crease of tissue.
Folded into each, the truth of how much I need you.
Each of you
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There is perhaps in all of us
Some dark and hidden space
One floor above the creak of wooden stairs
A crammed and dusty Labyrinth.
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Here is your heart
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Walk with me, gray man
Among your pines, grown taller than the stable now.
Unleash the dog and follow down the creekbed
Through the berried valley
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When you walked away
I closed my coat around the heat you left behind
Put my arms around the shape you seared onto the length of me.
Breathed you in,
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