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Jen Grimes
Poems
Dec 2015
Between the Pines
I wish I could live
In the space between your fingers
And the guitar strings
Maybe then, I wouldn't ever feel lost
My skin danced with the leaves
In the fall
I felt like running through life
But I stopped to walk the trails with you
Colors felt crisper and there was a blush in your cheeks
I thought about pine trees
In autumn, just before every leaf fell
I thought we were falling in love
Again
Now the pines shake
Winter comes in brisk bites
Cold, cuts through my spine
And stains the front porch in ice
Something in the air
Makes everything turn quiet
The trees sleep, bark naked
And we keep walking side by side
In silence
I remember telling you that my favorite season is winter
But beneath these layers
My skins cracking like the icy terrace
Caution falling ice and snow
Stop, don't go
There's always an addiction
There's always a decision
The cold reels me in
With its sharp glistening light
But I find I get lost
In the blacks of your eyes
I wish I lived in the space between
Your lips
Because I keep dreaming for the sweet breath
Of spring's kiss
Please come soon.
Written by
Jen Grimes
Burlington, Vermont
(Burlington, Vermont)
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