Borderlands Poem by Gordon R Menzies

Let me rise, like a fallen seed unnoticed
in the leaf-littered green of her eyes
slowly unfolding there, unseen but sensed
living in the light of a gaze sent elsewhere
an unintended kiss touching the cup's rim
artfully filled, and tasted and passed
left there on the glass like a love letter
her lips leaving a language for me alone
the history of her fingertips, a song
she drinks like a songbird from rainwater
leaving the surface shuddering, heated
with her brief reflection and touch
she passes through this world, and
the things she moves, remain moved
and with me she winds like a river
I am a mountain watching her passage
refreshed by the mist of her movement
I question the borderlands of her lips
the liquidity of over and through, and
dream of countries needing names

Let me rise, in the green of her eyes
a single leaf catching her own light
and suddenly, unexpectedly...be seen