Saturday, November 03, 2012

One Reflection

One Reflection

Neither one of us will ever forget the stream itself.
Thirst will do that to a person. Single-mindedness
following a parched sense of loss. Loss. Moisture.

We drank our heads full, and saw our faces there
scattered. Would we have died without that water?
When everything settled, the question did, as well.

But tonight I am breathing into your ear, realizing--
I saw one reflection when we survived. Not my own.
It took a disaster for me to see who I love the most.

-- © Ciprianowords, Inc. 2012 --

1 comment:

Lmkazmierczak said...

Saw that you have a poetry blog from your comment on Saturday Snapshot. I'm a member of under 'lmkazmierczak' and find that the feedback and general exposure is very satisfying♫