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Virginia J. Poli

Who Are You

Who are you?
How many names do you hold?
Just a drop of time found in each season?

The tinkling sounds join the weeping dew
In a dancing embrace
Forever, swirling to touch the ground.

Whisper softly and allow me to capture
Each sighing caress
As I hold you tightly within my breast.

The warm and golden thoughts strike
With lightning
To haunt my waking days of dreams.

Whispers touch my heart
With ghostly cries of songs
Never heard in this earthly air.

Will my seawards breath
From lips as red
Never know your name?

Without words true and clear
Our hearts search heights of blue
And scenes as vast, with nary a clue.

I listen, softly sighing while
The silvery threads steal silently
And weave around my heart.

My mind echoes with memories
Held in shimmering moments
And captured with loving embraces.

Hints of truth trapped in a gossamer web with
No beginning, just the end
Of time as it echoes in my mind.

The bloody fingers feel the door
And the draining eyes search
For the flickering fire.

Crushing waves of feelings
Drive with uncontrolled rage
To climb higher as I gasp for every breath.