I have not spoken with you in some time.

I have not spoken with you in some time.
by Julian DeWees
I have not spoken with you in some time.              beyond
Every day that dips into sunset.   touch the wind, breath softly…   Blackened lantern glass       invited Airy                                                        conversation through drafty walls…    distant subtleties
Dishes clinking.        disturbance
The sleepy voices eventually dying.  Night takes hold while eyes are shut. Dreams vivid and full.    It is real.
Eyes curl open and look to the side.   sideways
Glances beyond your fingertip              created     The juniper berry blossom frail
cold and beyond us, in mornings dewdrop of idle thought

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