Spring above
Here /
is one of those
moments, in spring
in which
(when I have paused
the air is marked,
(long enough /
by
the gentleness,
of a warm wind, from
the southeast,
/ up
through the valley,
to lay
/ wet
against my face /
reminding me
of that
intimate touching,
my cheek to yours, contraposed
as we turn
our faces, toward
one another, our
lips grow closer
(softer),
woven,
in my breath, I hear
/ the intake (of)
your breath
ea
of us /
a quick exclamation,
marking
that
moment
before
our lips touch
lightly, quickly,
knowing
there will be more to come.
let us make /
ea kiss, ea
moment
of spring /
endure
again and again
(you and I
