Ground Birds Nesting

Posted: February 8, 2014 in FRIENDS POETRY

Walking with you in my head
my hand touching you in my memory,
my body breathing you,
the weight of you grounding me,
my mind escapes to wild places  –

the smell of peat beneath my back
water skimming the earth,
as I float on a nest of reeds
while  the beat of you fills me

I did not walk away from you

where  you are
I am
always

 

©Sue Percival

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