Beholding Your
Beauty
by
Dan Vera
In my eyes
I will always be holding your beauty for you.
Your breath in cadence
while sleeping
I hold to memory.
It becomes my breath,
It becomes the beat I
long to follow.
I fall into loving you.
Which is not the same
as
falling in love.
And once fallen
I arise with your laughter
with the sound of your voice.
The earth holds me
by some queer gravity.
You hold me
by the warm physics of kindness,
with a tenderness
which is gentle and at the same time strong.
© 2003
- Dan Vera