Anamnesis
I stand in the distillation of time’s compass
An awareness of reflection(s) mirroring
One and another
Then the other
And another
We are flowing flows
Pouring our fluidity
Elegant curving vibrations
Sinuously supple and lithe
Diaphanous and intimately free
Like sandstone rivers and forgotten ashes
We are shape shifting with the clouds
Peering beyond papyrus walls of seclusion
Millennial voyeurs volleying severed emotions
Casting our opalescent pearls among the moon
We invade the anamnesis of your dreams
Haunting the unsettling of all wounds
Softly hastening them with divine nectars
Vocalizing your thirst quenching memories
Setting you free from the trap of isolation
Love…
Poetry © 2013 Victoria L. McColley
Always,
Deborah
xo Regis
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