tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43748947300034201932011-06-16T13:25:00.363-07:00Catching the LightCatching the Lighthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01014101315547895330noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4374894730003420193.post-11670997148847509422011-06-15T13:03:00.000-07:002011-06-15T13:03:58.736-07:00Catching the Light<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Your heart is...</span><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">a butterfly, flapping gently against your ribs, like your caramel eyelashes that beat the air in time like synched metronomes, implanting their miniature butterfly kisses on my cheek as I whisper into your ear.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">My room is...</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">a garden. Filled with Summer musk. The waning sun winnowed by my curtains, green, lamp shades like the bow of a tree. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Your heart is...</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">a hummingbird, fluttering restlessly. Your breath is the wind, a siging Summer breeze that sags in the heat, endlessly searching, like my hands, fingers knobby like tree branches, probing your body, scratching against your back like branches scraping at a window.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Your eyes are...</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">an endless source of light.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">My fingers...</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">endlessly search like snapdragons in a forest. Reaching by instinct to catch the light, never able to tap into the source.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Your heart is...</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">a prisoner, rapping so against your chest, so much so that it must break free. Your pink skin encases it, heaving with breath, your face flushed with color. A sweet, damp smell permeates the room, and I thirstily drink from it, like a tired dog laps from a bowl.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">My heart...</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">aches after yours. The two beating against each other like two who speak through a wall, but they can never touch. They must speak in their arcane morse code, with their drum beat heard like a hollow thumping across the hills, wordless. Speaking nothing. Speaking everything.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Your eyes are...</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">the most beautiful thing that I have ever seen in my entire life.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4374894730003420193-1167099714884750942?l=catching-the-light.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Catching the Lighthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01014101315547895330noreply@blogger.com0