Saturday, August 9, 2008

la musique du souvenir

All, In A Song

a lipstick sun
kissing a treeline
across the water
whispers a distant memory:

the pattern of your dress
the motion of your hair
the taste of your breath

the sound of your voice
translating Adieu Petite Rose

the melody bleeding out across
the slow waves of Chautauqua
and coming to rest

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