river slowly curls

river slowly curls
around the stayed stone
as the eagle soars
beyond the highest pines
in this still place
i can hear the breath
you take as though
it was my own
what reason brings us
to meet in this even flow
if only to watch the sun
as it rises and sets on each day
light to pass like a kiss,
a caress, a dream
i rest my head to yours
not daring to ask or reveal
the words spill from your lips
tell me – it’s why i am here
all i can do is join the words together
pearls on a string
and begin
~

Published by Leigh-Anne Fraser

writer, poet, photographer, artist, illustrator, knitter,friend and fine pancake flipper

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