Tacenda

By the porch,
you put your arm around me
as coffee mug smoke infuses dusty rose air.
Insouciant skies polish their undisturbed edges,
keeping the day sun enclosed behind the clouds.

A group of wood thrush break into chorus.
Their little, tawny, breathing bodies welcome the wind back home.
Deer step across deciduous detritus
following moss trails and river stones.
You take a sip of your espresso.

Then we share a glimpse in each other’s eyes,
casting magic for a split minute.
No words can dilute how we feel,
but once your smile tapers like a vagary unnoticed,
a slight fervor strokes the side of my neck.
Secretly, our senses open their minds for faint meaning
when we return inside to the comforts of our cabin.

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