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She Had No Boundaries
She was not a bounded entity;
rather she flowed through human-ness
of
but not a part of things;
a ethereal presence-
high-voiced
light laughter-
all around
blond hair
which highlight glowed
both day and night.
She was married to recklessness
satiation, excess
drunken orgiastic
extremes
dark and light emotions mixed;
she was easy
and hard;
full-faced
and hidden;
mysterious
unfathomable
intense.
She grasped
my very soul
on first encounter
and wrung
from it
essences
before
unrevealed to me.
New life
indeed
exceeding
my own
then
boundaries,
where where I tried on reckless abandon
chucked Cautions' Cloth
and joined her boundlessness.
'Every night' she said
she dreamed she could fly
and woke up disappointed it was only a dream.
But boundarylessness
is too
insubstantiality
meaning she was hard to grasp-
an ether which charmed and smiled
but gone swiftly from my finger tip
life smoke in the moment;
leaving behind
only sweet jasmine scent.
But that
that
is most times
is enough.
for me.
poem
by
Lonnie Hicks
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