A face opens
releases cathedrals
from their spires
stained glass smile
perpetuates motion
hands raised
visitation glance
bricks loosed from
aging mortar
bored centuries
build a ladder
to the moon
terrible how memory
shivers—I saw
you wink into a pool
reflected by grace
turn away from
broken chairs
all mystery hidden
in shadow dance
quick step down
from patched cracks
in the pavement
reckoning recognition
of flight no one
knows where your eyes
landed—I would
birth a thousand
houses just to unname
your face again.
One reply on “Face”
i like this one. nice