Saturday, February 4, 2012

still


there's a temptation
to fall inside
your fingers
if only to feel them
holding my face


posted by steven at 12:07 AM

10 comments:

Sharon Longworth said...

Haven't got the words to dot it justice, but that's gorgeous.

February 4, 2012 at 2:28 AM
Sharon Longworth said...

Or "do it" even - see you left me properly wordless...!

February 4, 2012 at 2:30 AM
Ruth said...

I love the mutuality of this, Steven! To love, and love being loved. And the snow and yarrow (?) illustrate your lines scrumptiously.

February 4, 2012 at 6:17 AM
steven said...

sharon - "dot" "do" ..... no matter! thankyou for your generous comment(s). steven

February 4, 2012 at 8:13 AM
steven said...

ruth - i'm writing about mutuality! yes! the sensation of being inside the experience of nature where there are no conditions ........ steven

February 4, 2012 at 8:15 AM
Pauline said...

now that's romantic in the best poetic sense - wouldn't it be amazing to have a reverence like that returned!

February 4, 2012 at 8:47 AM
erin said...

it is inside the mutuality of love of person or nature or god where the poignancy resides. this is quiet beautiful, steven.

xo
erin

February 4, 2012 at 9:22 AM
steven said...

pauline - i think that nature and the love that conencts all things returns the revernece you have for this place in abundance. steven

February 4, 2012 at 9:30 AM
Linda Sue said...

That is what is so good about my dog- I can fall into him- we feel each other and there are no expectations or misreading of just wanting to be close.

February 4, 2012 at 1:58 PM
Unknown said...

I love all the natural connections.
It's so tactile and appealing. Thanks for sharing, Steven

February 4, 2012 at 7:45 PM

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