Slices of heat
Bring this summer
To my skin
And further.
Leftovers of those ‘I have to’
And alarm clocks
Do not allow me
To enjoy these spells of time thoroughly.
Yet, watching my child,
Relishing in the pool
Does so for a few minutes...
Drops of water sparking
In the middle of
The hottest day
Bits of rests of slices
Of concern of what
Remains of you
Whom I only echo
For the sake of it-
Because of the unconscious
Periods of night dreaming
Which I can’t help
‘Cause no one has turned up
To fill in (or out!) this infatuation.
So much love
Solidly bound to be granted
This summer
Apparently and unavoidably
In small pieces.
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© Dulce Rosales
6 comments:
hiya, thanks for your visit. nice words you have here. i'll be back on monday, will see you again soon.
Thank YOU! It's a pleasure yougot to visit me and like it here...
Hi Dulce,
I agree- as a workshop instructor of mine once said, the world is your poem :D
Thanks for the visit to my blog. And that lovely lovely comment! I'm so glad you liked what you read enough to add me to your followed blogs list and make the effort to come back for more. It's the most encouraging thing in the world...
You are welcome. My pleasure to find you!
i just love your poetry...such a delight reading them!
~Silver
Dear Silver,
It's really flattering that someone who writes the way you do feels delighted when reading me. I'm really lucky to have found such a jewel in this blog paths.;-)
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