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Sunday, January 3, 2016

the mag, some number

Just such as mine

The seas in the streets
This night
Were wide and deep
As I made my way to you
What bravery it must take
For me to slake
My thirst
On you
All you see
Is me standing there
Cheeks rose
Wind tussled hair
And just a glint
Of a grin
Tugging my lips
Slip past
The first glance
I traveled miles
And miles
All the while
You sat in comfort
Not knowing the effort
That was made
But this kiss
We have
I would have missed
And sadly I'd have been
Had you not stayed home
Warm and safe
Here to answer a call
Just such as mine

May I come in?

Chris McQueeney ©2016


Helen said...

I love the sense of urgency, and the sense of calm in your poem!

Noirfifre said...

Something about your words feel warm and toasty but behind them, the cold and wind.It is beautiful and skillful that you can achieve two settings without a clashing feel. I hope he put two and two together to see the effort you took to get to him. :D.

kj said...

i like it, chris.

cheers for a new year,

kj said...

i like it, chris.

cheers for a new year,

brudberg said...

Oh in weather like that you have to get inside.

Stacy Lynn Mar said...

how sweet!
love the regrets!


Anonymous said...

The fervency and relief that you describe are compelling! Great read!

Carrie Van Horn said...

Love always runs instead of walks. :-)

Bekkie Sanchez said...

Never miss a kiss like that, it was worth it! Bravo!