Sunday, 18 July 2010

I know that look

I know that look, yes, I know it

and - knowing it now - I take it everywhere;

everywhere and somewhere is home

to a quizzical look from you my darling

it’s a clear

gaze I copy whenever I want

to gaze out clearly blue on blue,

one eyebrow raising up at a slant

the other eye planting a question from you

but here’s a secret nobody knows

except you and me and a higher-up good

that such a good look is a look that grows

higher than heart or the sky or a bud

wondrously turning heart into heart.

I know that look, yes, yes I know it?

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