Breath recalls
When we breathed not
Skin imprinted
With your pressure
Feet have counted
Each step since
Hands hold air
Voice speaks silence
Ears catch faint sighs
Sleep again
Close your eyes
Such a brilliant opening!!
I really like this. It's solid yet fluid and it makes you have to really think about it instead of just... (to refer to an old saying) judging a book by it's cover.
The past seduces us, and makes us want to run, hard to find a happy medium. This was a well put together poem with great thought, and of course great talent. Wonderful Job Tele!!