Incline

Posted by in My Travels, The East

I remember following up the long incline
Of cement stairs
Along the steep sided alleyway
To the peak of our expression
And the open expanse

I recall the lights of Heuk Seuk dong
Staring up at mid night
Arcing like an amphitheater
With the dark stage reflecting stars… wobbling
The light movement of shades across the Han

I remembered your ballet
And the blackness of your velvet eyes
Enveloping me in a comfort
Lacking light
A place not of sunshine
But the peace and rest of autumn night

I recall the rhythm
Of my heartbeat in your ear
The curve of your lips
The color of your heat
Relaxed… absent of fear

I remembered the length of night
I spent alone — a time
To linger on the laughter
To ease in with the music of memory
The scent of you near

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