Shelley
She died
oh years ago.
I still dream of her from time
to time.
She slips into my visions no rhyme
no portent
and it's
strange
and it's
glorious
for you see, I am never aware...
I have... somehow... so stupidly believed... she could be
submerged.
When she sways in languorous as trailing kelp
liquescent shoulder blades slow ---ocean---rolling
slowly padding the oyster-slippery road
making her way
making her way
to me
I know... I just know... though my eyes are squeezed and sealed ...it's
her.
I turn... gather her in, tender
rub my face in soft obliging fur
smell her powdery, au fait feline odour,
feel the weight of her, the purring warmth of her, and she knows
she knows
just how much I've... missed her
exactly
how much I've missed her
because you see
she has been with me always
and from the very first day... she... unconditionally
loved
and accepted me.
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