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anything

I hear

read

or see

about the constellations

moves me

to caress

further thoughts

of you

the stars to me

are your backyard

and ideas about them

constantly bring me back

to you

its not such a terrible segway

its actually rather comforting

like I'm almost standing

in the secure embrace

of my ardent Orion

its your neighborhood

and the inhabitants

know you well

just as you know them

and If I can't be with you

at least I can go stand

outside and look up

and witness

'A Trillion Pretty Flickers Of Recognition'

as all simultaneously whisper your name

and flash your face before my thankful

mind's eye back to me

tearful yet tearless as I am in such moments

I know one day I'll better explain this

emotional hugging I get from such a

private activity

to you

most likely

when I can hear alas

your heart beating beneath my

ever gently listening ear...................

(Oct. 9,2009 240pm)