h river

it hatches my longing
on the mount of a cloud,
somewhere,
right on its ridge

patiently, it gazes quietly
to a path, lighted by stars,
wanting to catch,
the echo of your steps

at once, a hush river's scintilla,
throbs, thru the cloud's eyes,
voicing up its color's scent
on my waiting's silhouette

and i recognize kisses…
i recognize touches…
i recognize you recognize
(…i'm in your mind)

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