[Slowly]

Author: Nida /

2008 09 06 22.33

The stars, the movement
And the hands,
Stretched out.
Slowly sliding down
Your backbone,
Whispering words of the Genesis.
Invading dreams of pictured morning light.

Two little mud men
Joining hands
Walking on water.
Their trail slowly
Dwindles behind them
Leaving the surface
Pattern - printed.

Hiding in blankets,
Cosy sunlight,
The steam of a hot bathtub,
Sneaks in the desire
And silent understanding.
Death becomes the new beginning.
Slowly.

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