the white dress

Reblogged – If you haven’t read whocouldknowthen – please go and have a look at how this man writes. This piece brought me to tears tonight.

who could know then

this is the second
in a series of
3 poems

1) the improbability of us
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a beautiful instrumental to read by.
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the white dress
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i found that photo of you…
like all the serendipitous details
of this twelve year improbable union….it appeared,
falling through time when i wasn’t looking…
face up, lightly to the floor…
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i stood there…
in my infinite moment….lost
before reaching, soft cradling all
its significance in these large hands…
retracing the conflicted memory of that day…
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the surface scratched,
its edges curling and slightly frayed…
the years hidden in a drawer… in between,
taking its inevitable toll…and yet,
there you were… always.
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looking over your shoulder,
peering into everything i ever was…
reassuring my every mistake and imperfection…
reminding me, to myself…because there were days then,
i relied on you…

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