It Begins Again It begins again. I am in the office, Working on several things at once, Always trying to stay busy. Because every momentary pause Allows it to begin again Your whispered thoughts Dance around my remembering How you persuaded my lips to smile While my yearnings, Twisted flames leaping atop candles, Burned through that table of white linen Copier paper cuts disrupt Zephyrs of my counterfeited daydream Resetting my errant path, quantifiably Altering proficiency until someone’s music Tenderly presses notes into my heart And it begins again In the hallway my turn becomes a twirl And my steps slide into a samba Across the narrow courtyard Where you worked my body And played nice with my mind As my resistance nuzzled next to your affection Until a misaligned manuscript topples floorward, Snapping me head up, eyes open A fully conscious worker bee Moving desk to office to chair to colleague Brushing against me, hard muscle under soft shirt And it begins again Office currents collect and redirect How the essence of a breezy salacious scent Slip-slides beneath my nose, teases my mind, Sends me on a cloud nine float of who cares Where I’ll land tomorrow, so long As I land on you tonight, to begin it all again
Posted on: Tue, 24 Sep 2013 12:02:41 +0000
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