Look At The Mountains (a poem)

Look At The Mountains

I awoke this morning
and found my body
was larger than me
and you were in it
somewhere…
You could say
our toes were curled in Egypt
and our hair was softening
in an Irish rain.
Did you notice our hands?
How we tied the laces
of a young boy in Africa
while he held the strings
and wondered?
If we fall back to sleep now
and separate –
Look at the mountains
we’ll never kiss
or lick like ice cream cones…
Yes, you were always
the funny one
But did you notice
how many laughed
with our belly?

©Katie Kidwell, 2019
my photo of Shasta winter of 2007

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©Katie Kidwell, 2019 The Living Of Loving
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