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Nordic Summer

 

In cool sand

damp between my toes

lie shallow patterns

of feet and lovers

waiting for tide

to hide them

 

The sun never sets here

 

The silence of that half lit night

that half dark night

leads me back to other nights

and other nights yet

other worlds almost

 

I walk that beach

I laugh that night

I hope again

the hope of

oh so trusting youth

 

We ran the forest floor

and whispered

Why I thought

there’s no one here to hear

 

Not to wake the mosquitoes

she said

and I smiled while fog

hugged the trunks

with silent veils

 

I sensed it then

this stirring

this notion of a stirring

I’ll soon be born

I knew

for real this time

 

The sun all up again

It’s only two a.m.

and we laugh to be alive

she with hair like a troll

I with thoughts like a troll

This summer calls

a distant life

as here as then

 

Mystique and love alike

flood back

and my aching heart

fills the Los Angeles spring

 

 

March 1995

 

Copyright © 2005 by Wolfstuff

 

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