Musing

By Stranger

Watching you
through a pane of glass
A 1000 miles within it,
a 1000 miles between us

Your beauty digs a stiletto heel
down into my tongue
until I am unable to whisper
or scream

I write your name upon my palm,
and with outstretched fingers
press it against
the wall of distance between us

You reach your arm out towards mine,
as if gazing into a mirror
We stare at each other
becoming frozen images

Photographs
hanging side by side in a gallery
Passersby
pondering the mystery in our eyes

“I think these two
represent what might have been.”
“No, see the names on their hands?
They are two halves of a whole.”

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Published on Sunday, March 18, 2007. Filed under: "Poetry"

Comments on "Musing"

On Wednesday, May 13, 2020, tonebone (48) wrote:

ive only read a few of your pieces and im already very impressed with the content, familiarity and thought that has gone into your work... thank you.
On Saturday, March 24, 2007, Aurora_Light (472) wrote:

"They are two halves of a whole" a perfect ending for this work welcome back by the way
On Monday, March 19, 2007, Sin (1135) wrote:

this was well worth the wait...your writes never disappoint..and those last two lines declared this a knockout, bravo ~kristy
On Monday, March 19, 2007, Mylissa (825) wrote:

This aches in my heart. stunning.
On Monday, March 19, 2007, elisa (1595) wrote:

a perfect touch ...... of exact similarity...well said.
On Monday, March 19, 2007, Carmina Gitana (149) wrote:

Welcome back, Stranger :) Your images are as fresh and alive as ever, and your language as exquisite as always. Thank you for the experience of reading this tonight.
A former member wrote: Such an oh so perfect ending. Loved it