Close

green, dangling
swept up and falling
slowly I come to you

I'll knock on your door
We'll sit on the porch
smoking and being
We'll let silence take its course

Now come to me softly,
closely.
I have a secret from the inside

Brighter days are spent with you
I bathe in comfort
In eye contact
in the smile on your lips

Come, Linger for awhile
so I will not forget your air.

Hold me tight
And sleep with me once.
At least once,
although a million times
if granted.

For people like you
don't often pass me by
who turn on a light in me.

So let's have our time be now
Before it is to go.
And be as careless as we wish

For tomorrow will pass
and we may forever
lose this chance
To be as close as close can be.


Kaytee Grace

©2001

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