And I see the shadow of a face--yours,
everywhere, all at once.
everything on fire all over again. Exploding flowers,
bright blue, with a tint of almost nothing
surfaces of silky smooth satin delight
the quiet kind of remembering that happens late at night.
Gently rocking, a hypnotic motion
there, with your melting smile,
upside down is no different then before.
Christian Roberts and Martin Rees
MelAndcholy (Thursday only)