Wednesday, April 09, 2008

Evidence of The Divine


the way a woman's hair feels
when it hangs over the seat
in front of you on the bus

the way the leaves taste
when you lean over the fence
of your neighbor's garden
and steal from the mint bush

the first time you see a girl's
naked calves on the subway
this spring

the way you can
tell your lover's dancing
in the other room when the door's closed,
the way the light shifts in patches: dark then bright

2 comments:

Michaela said...

Wow, that totally caught all of my senses. Amazing! Good job!

Talia said...

Love that last stanza.