View single post by timmy
 Posted: Sun Oct 1st, 2006 03:36 am
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Joined: Fri Jun 9th, 2006
Location: Oz, Minnesota USA
Posts: 1085
you were talking
from across the room
i was listening,

i swear, but observed
instead your bare wrist
extended, holding
that lovely right hand

at that exact moment
you became the oil
painting i’ve always wished
to sit before in a quiet place,
pondering its purpose

you could have been speaking
about tomorrow’s dinner or
the unopened rye bread
on our white kitchen linen
instead, i saw only
the symmetry

sometimes words
are not necessary

only my time lacks
understanding as to
what it all means