In Response to My Touch
Letters strung, loosely held by glaring white end caps
Words dangle soundlessly, caressing new found landscapes
Trust me, Love me, Need me,
Braille etched deeply across finger tips
Sun beats down, rock beneath, sky above
Anchored securely against storms raging
Chocolate warmth spills over
Bubbling just beneath the surface
Warmth creeps, stalking, longing
Waiting, finding purchase
Youth peaks shyly from beneath cobwebs
Hoping truth rests beneath butterflies
Cloudless skies smile on blooming fields,
Springs first blush creeps across hilltops
Daggers slice grins across scarred faces,
From newness springs smiles, laughter
Scarlet sears scratches perpetrated long ago
Replenishing losses, relinquishing all
Girlish giggles escape, released into forever
Dreams dreamt, realities replayed
Brittle pages flutter down from high
Long forgotten letters, words, thoughts
Dance across, away, glance off
Sunlight blazes holes through centuries
Letters skirt the edges of words
Black spaces truly emerge
Long sought after cherished memories
Only ghosts, wisping silently out of corners
Sand, sweat, salt air
Taffy, glaring white, denim
Cap shadowing eyes,
Swinging, cracking, adrenaline fueled sprint
Warmth, chill, crickets chirping
Damp sneakers, sore thighs, limestone cave
A frisky intelligence perches herself regally on the edge of the dirty beige sofa
and she begins to muse at length about ancient sacred knowledge.
My little Wichien-maat, so wise so fragile,
life has yet to show you the end of the string you chase in your youth.
Tilting your head and crinkling your nose,
an impatience for those less adventurous than you,
an agitation with those who linger too long in the blush of childhood
not ambitious enough to charge ahead after shiny baubles.
The sleekness of your hair betrays the unfringed anger,
bottled and brazen, uncertain of whether to bare your claws or slink away.
My little Wichien-maat, so young so persistent,
life will lead you to many different trials some barren some plush.
Let your bonds guide you.
Let your curiosity lead you.