I saw two shadows embrace
in January’s crisp morning sun,
and felt their faceless passion.
I turned to see what creatures
could have cast them,
but they were outside
I was in.
In here there were
red windows
blue windows
yellow windows
green windows
men in uniform
men in brown jackets
wearing sunglasses.
Pairs of people drinking coffee
intent upon each others words
and a fresh faced infant
sitting at a table by himself.
Out there were
people driving in cars
having sex in their homes.
Getting and losing jobs
and arguing with those they truly love.
There were traffic signals perpetually changing
and there was more and more and more
LIQUID SUNLIGHT
POURING DOWN
FROM ABOVE.
One of the shadows EXHALED
shadow smoke
and it climbed tall
into shadow sky.
They seemed to melt together
those two silhouettes
and waiver, through the window
and no one or nothing
had seen
what I had seen.
1997
By sextonpoet
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