A Few Moments (edit of an oldie) *jessi*

Jun 28 01:28 UTC 1999

A Few Moments

Standing in the rain,
mist clinging, holding onto 
glasses, cheeks, hands, 
lips^W
       coming between.

Small drops, 
slipping into spaces,
into my cold, clammy hands.

In the mist, 
        a kiss,
your warmth driving away
the cold from my hands,
my face, my body. 

I can^Rt.
I can^Rt let go of this
         warmth.  
I can^Rt, and I feel the chill 
         creeping in.

But it can^Rt last.
and as you walk 
        away in the mist,
my hands flutter uselessly to my side,
and I watch until the mist 
has surrounded you and 
carried you away.  


~J. Moore June 1999~

response 2 of 4:

Jun 28 09:55 UTC 1999

what he said

you really got the feeling of loss across on this, 

"my hands flutter uselessly to my side,
and I watch until the mist
has surrounded you and
carried you away."

was beautifully executed

response 4 of 4:

Jul 21 01:44 UTC 1999

<rar>  (;  <hug>