From the shadow
(For a woman, the shadow of a man is better than the shadow of a wall...Muslim proverb)
From the shadow you come back to I
hot ligsht like your face
some secret desert stone burning on the moon,
maybe such a great stone building, wall< /p>
Inland or wave-weathered stones,
when midnight itself may reveal clouds
roll away from the face of the moon also
and show double Reflecting the light of the distant
sun. This is a glimpse of what I saw
Your smile some nights, we work on it
On erratic broadband cables,
Intermittent from satellite Signal.
But from the shadow of my later life
You tell yourself I am embarrassed
challeging my thoughts
You The brightness of the shadows behind the eyes;
Accepting the towering darkness
The shape of the apartment building my face
Turn to you and light the sun's last
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Flashing. Then you let the darkness
Get off my first kiss, the plump
your accepting lips.
Glyn Phillips September 2007