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First Kiss by mahavishnu, literature

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First Kiss

Stealthy as a snowdrift I blame that night breeze laden with rain mist. How could I resist you mountain wet; sinking rum drunk through moonbeams into your cat warm cling, so wanting to drink from lips & eat from skin. My fingers followed flutters up goosebumps, round hips Could you blame me if I slipped 'neath the swimming pool shimmer? Unsheathed for awhile watching phantom runnels over skin twilit I am glad I did not resist.

Nownthen you climb in2 my head by mahavishnu, literature

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Nownthen you climb in2 my head

Like stealthy scrambles, fresh dew at our ankles Those tiptoes by moonlight to forbidden places, teetering leaking lonely canoes: whiskey whispers in spaces unsteady beneath the content snores of the fishermen and potbellied watchmen oh we'd clamber up fresh-laid brick wind whipping, chappals slipping to survey summer playgrounds snatched away by time. Exhilarated.

Waking by mahavishnu, literature

Certainty by mahavishnu, literature

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Certainty

If you would picture a cat tumbling through the air in it's defiant ballet you'd feel a certainty. If you'd picture this cat shoulders taut, whiskers atwitch, just about to pounce you'd sense a certainty If you'd picture this cat still as stone, sphinxlike, eyes fathoms deep then you would know my certainty. Knowing you every day i am more certain. What is time across the seasons when breathless in your gaze, every second against all reason i am whole,then shattered,then whole again?

Lightness by mahavishnu, literature

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Lightness

The melancholy that came as i pondered the slick walk, up high in a sliver of buildings : the honking of horns as loud as a sigh of wings ... and kitchen talk; under the music, a squirrel tail slipping it's way down to a barbed yard, greener for it's recently quenched thirst. "Its no summer rain, but hey these vague droplets will do"... with milk for coffee, a bus to catch, a glimpse of something sacred and a tomorrow to be.

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First Kiss by mahavishnu, literature

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First Kiss

Lightness by mahavishnu, literature

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Lightness

In Memoriam: Mariam by mahavishnu, literature

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In Memoriam: Mariam

The seagull slows it's soar and feathers down to the precipice Pallid smokestacks quenched winter's bedfellows, on every edifice A quietus remembered A ghost limb and it's gossammer garnish Lepidopterists all, conquistadors. Witness only to her quietest decade, I was fed tales of her youthful rustles I remember, the tremble of her wrinkles, parchment-like digits, the quiver of her pleas her gaze hard as steel, shuffling, smiling-toothless and hunched every day she fought her way from bedpost to cane chair and on to commandeer her kitchen feed her children, promptly she was shooed into the quiet of newsprint. Again and

Exit: Winter and I by mahavishnu, literature

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Exit: Winter and I

Popsicle-like, city melts in the gloom Raining rivers of soft summer girls Molting... ah their sunny plumes Locked away legs, longing warmth Flip flop feet, fleeing shoes Teased off sleeves, golden skin Sniffles snuffed, little locks shrug flitting blossoms, giggling, twirling Tornadoes of mirth (not yet teens) they romp along speckled pavement after squirrels touting halos of lilliputian sparrows Shadows shorten days distend Though spring has stolen winter's despair, (the air ripe with the heralds of summer) one vestige of it's ramparts remains salvaged from snows; on gleaming patios the students pullulate distraught T