some of you may have noticed

how quiet the still of rain can be
how the soft pages between the sheets
can remind you of warm thighs
light weight clothing
on sweat wet damp skin

basking in the moment of almost
but just not quite yet

what rays reach your hairs
the tip of your head
the top of your

well, nevermind.

(i graduate tomorrow.
i breathe again the next day.
be still, my fleeting start. enjoy. the silence.)

1 comment:

Bruce said...

I really like that one. I can understand it. It makes me feel melancholy and smiley simultaneously. Very nice.

And congratulations.