Tag: distance

no grace in wanting

there is no grace in true wanting - it staggers, and refuses to be written - its divinity locked in the eyes that yours decline ever to meet © Sarah Whiteley

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that I was I

that I was I and you were you and want being what it is - shortening the shortest distance between two selves - with the brevity of "yes" we were quite suddenly we and with nothing but combustion in between © Sarah Whiteley

returning

I have been gone too long from here from lulling grasses rustling keen kisses at the magnolia's feet, white petals bruised to scent, sharp and sudden as the flap of a finch flushed from beneath the boxwood the watchful eye of a sentinel moon rises … Continue reading returning

elsewhere

this space which you have never inhabited holds you all the same contains all the silent disquiet of your absence and the un-echoing never of where you do not stand the unwary word remains and carries your voice just as if just as if I … Continue reading elsewhere