C. Michael Miller
Questions - Poem by C. Michael Miller
Is there time to consider...
Are you that pleasant unknown?
Are you one of Frost’s roads
I mean to say, would the babbling brooks
cease to babble were I to stroke my fingers
through the silky seduction of your hair?
Would the birds in the sky
quit birding were I to think about
kissing the small of your back?
Will butterflies quit buttering only because
I want to explore the treasures of you with
my questioning hands?
Will the clocks then quit clocking (oh, I do hope so!)
were you to surrender yourself to my touch?
Pondered questions do not
guarantee answers, pondered...
Consider time then...
like a grain of salt in the ocean.
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