seamless blue stitch

one day. doesn’t matter when i linger too long the subtleties soon disappear. the walls come down and he chatters a storm. if only to remember tomorrow the meaningful words in between. tonight we share the evening as the moon flies away and then we will be gone. till departure arrives, we’ll drink together the fainting hour and i shall listen to your tender talk.

another day. you rest your heart upon my shoulder. allow your up close, sky blue eyes to focus on our clandestine interlude. eyes listening, hearing your smile as you sound your way through a blend of blues playing softly in the background shadows. relaxed for the evening, time carelessly continues leaving all to grasp its meaning.

one evening. pulling my wishes aside decided to walk the way. granting time to consider the stars shining in the evening sky. echoes crisp, black heels tapping to an invisible beat of love waiting. just a few minutes late, you shall be seated. will you stand? an irrelevant gesture so full of regret. if not, no; if so, yes, then maybe.

later on. decided to smile in a big way, silence overflowed with mirth. maybe it was the quiet music playing spanish songs with passionate players. the casual chianti dinner sought to lengthen the delight. strictly business, no foul play, stick to the menu. casual discussion of business and the day. stretching out the implicated intervals. maybe there was something to it. those sorta souls that stand around and do destiny’s bidding with little arrows and bows. could not help to pause and ponder. his mouth as it moves, does he speak so clearly and concise with his business suit missing?
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photo: Thread & Needle, Marc Pinter, flickr


6 thoughts on “seamless blue stitch

  1. That is fantastic. It has an aesthetic unity in which all things, craft, image, writing, idea, emotion are perfectly fused. You are fracturing light through language. Beautiful writing.

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  3. intriguing writing, as you describe days, evenings with someone whom seem close but somewhat distance in his words, like an unsuitable affair where these two characters meet occasionally but rarely speak their minds out loud but in gestures instead, I read it as such

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