Fragments of Closeness

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Fragments of Closeness

 

 

to touch

touch

 

if you could

 

the gap

the search for a stopgap

 

a plank

 

long ago

elsewhere

 

again something separates

 

 

*

 

the story you tell

 

gentle words

that sometimes remove

sometimes add to

 

the pain of whatever widens

yet seems to narrow

 

 

*

 

at best you think

you write

a rope bridge

 

you’d like to bring yourself

to the other side

like to bring

so much to rest

 

*

 

your words

 

warm leaves in my hands

like a nest

 

or is it merely your voice

your sound

 

*

 

coming closer

 

keeping at a closer

distance

 

*

 

when water streams over your skin

you wonder how close it is

the skin

the water

 

or when a brook floods over grass

 

*

 

the haze

the blur

 

when coming close

the other face goes out of focus

you close your eyes

 

you close your eyes

 

the world vanishes

 

*

 

even when a hand reaches

grazes the cotton

of your sleeve

 

a slight caress

 

you didn’t expect

 

your eyes beckoned

 

*

 

how to tell

in a single image

 

whoever has vanished

 

stands on the sidewalk

or is it a riverbank

 

long ago

 

*

 

you turned away

have turned away

still wait

 

for that closeness

 

to come from what separates

and spans

 

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