clippings

clippings

i watched for you
your crescent moons
thumbnails in the
dark
nights
before ramadan
you flew
with them
the backs of your
finger tips
grazing
hills and valleys

my face

now and then
you grew full
of me
not to be seen
mistaken often
for rings
of saturn
so far

i watched for you
then
your crescent moons
thumbnails
on my face
in the dark

Arabian Musk

ARABIAN MUSK

Years past
and today
I smelt your perfume
on another woman
passing me.

Like prayer
on Fridays
I wrote you letters.
This week the same.
Another
Unanswered.

You must have
smelt it
for the scent of longing
before you
read it with
fingers
smooth as paper.

I know you
kept a perfumed box
with my letters
week to week.

You must have kept
my heart within it,
As years past.
with my lips
still thirsty.

The Brother Site

More visual arts, such as this one, will be posted on my sibling site. See the link for A PHOTOGRAPH OF HOME or go to: http://raymondmariasphoto.blogspot.com