reminders

In art, d. james, literature, poem, poetry, writing on 29 July 2010 at 6:19 pm

flame under
black kettle

waiting for you
to come through
the door

the sound
of water
about to boil

your scent
permeates
the apartment

the water
whistles

everywhere
reminders
of you

this
is what I
came here for

(D. James)

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