Sideway slants hover 'round the heart ~
When a spirit is set free
across this chasm, there is a breeze
that nibbles on the senses,
and sends ripples through realizations
It holds a minute to navigate
the loss and plant a pulse
so quick, that swans in cocking head
turn in sweet remembrance
I listened to the words that wooed,
while winged on this open prairie,
as time spread itself thin, and knew
that love had no boundary
that it understood forgiving before
your tear has left
its small circumference on my soul,
and on your get-well huggy bear
Thoughts paint pictures as the mist
it falls, though it is made of air,
if I can catch its fragile canopy with
my unrelenting repenting eyes
perceptions will slant and have
a sound that I can touch,
strong enough to hold me aloft
but alas, I try and sighhh...
The roar of refusal refrains here,
and wings are on my heart
and the mist it still falls, covering
the places I have left traces in
I want to stay in this sideways
slant, look across the nub of time,
slide past the dreary dreams,
with my cup under the flow of stars
but it is time to transcend dreams,
I have love to give and warmth
awaits my splendor in the grass,
as I watch the bright of dragonfly
stop above this pond, slant sideways
and then move on
Sideway slants hover (always) in my heart ~
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What a touching piece this is, Poet. Melancholy, magical, memorable & sweetly penned. Thank you for entering my contest with such a wonderful poem, Nicky. Good luck. 
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