there is something

there is something about
the way you reach in,
to touch my life,

the way your face moves
when you smile,
your eyes-

the magic they exude
and your breath
-which carries words

even when you have not
spoken.  something here
reminds me, or rather

makes me see you
dancing through air,
the softest of air and

the softest movements.
(you’re always smiling
in my dreams)

October ’05


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