I came upon you
Sleeping still
In the quiet blanket of a starry sky
Closed eyes and open face
You were an invitation,
but one to be carefully smoothed
and put away in a drawer.
In my mind I sat for a while,
touching gently your hair
like a bird's breast -
But instead I held my breath
and stepped back,
and left you for another night.
© Kayla Elmore, November 29th, 2004
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