Maxwell Bodenheim Poems : Two Walls, Dizzy with Rain-Touch
Two walls, dizzy with rain-touch
And suffused with gauzily amorous sunlight,
Creep over a hill and meet
And so our foreheads touch.
And suffused with gauzily amorous sunlight,
Creep over a hill and meet
And so our foreheads touch.
Silence between our hands grows into clasped music
Sprinkling our finger-tips with attenuated chords of touch.
Our hearts weave low songs to this accompaniment:
So low that even silence cannot hear.
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Saturday, May 14, 2011 - 13:26
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