Mathematically yours

How heavy is the number five?
What colour is the square root of nine?

How much I love you
words cannot express;
it lays for now on the horizon
and then in every shared breath.

© D. Archer April 2012

 

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all words made real

Soon
only September’s breeze between us
distance no longer our concern,
we two feel the weight
of the wait of the overture
that for too long
has only been words.

Impervious to the surrounding sound
we stand
eyes open to the bliss
one last stolen breath
before a thousand sonnets
are whispered on secret skin.

Then kiss where once only
fingerprints soft traced
and long forgotten the time apart
surpassed by the ecstasy
of loves first taste.

© D. Archer March 2012