Sunday, December 02, 2007

Trill


Trill


Never…. Ten lifetimes from now
Will I forget the smoke trailing
To my eyes. When I could not
Move, nor take the cigarette
Away as you played on, and
There was a moment. You
Hit a trill and it was not
The notes, as much as
The way your fingers
Moved that I hung
On to the edge
Of the earth
Spinning
Away
And I
Knew
It, I
Kn
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it,
I
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© Ciprianowords Inc. 2007

3 comments:

Beth said...

Edgy. Romantic, passionate and edgy.
Excellent.

Sam Houston said...

That's quite an image, Cipp. Very nicely done.

cipriano said...

Thank you, both, for your comments.
For reading me.
-- Cip