TANGIBLE ABSENCE


Secret places drawn out into the light
By words of love
Given with graceful elegance
As she moved on wings spread wide

Wishful delight with what had been sought
In the twilight of distant thought
Brought forward in time
To this very spot in which I hold you spirit close

Colors of spring and fall combine
A merging of body and soul
Separate as one
Tangible in shape and form

To question the complexities
Resolving a musical note without composition
Randomly placing words in order
Only to find them lost in meaning absence of source

Michael V Hechtman Copyright � 2001