Rescue of Me

hands move over me
spreading clean
my saffron sunshine
through a tired afternoon

eyes advance into me
blinking pure emerald
green grass, our children's dance
of a tomorrow spring more

you squeeze inside
the space I closed to all
pumping my heart
across the sky, into forever

through obscurity, I speed
to your redemptory glow
with a touch, you blind my demons
and grant me rest.


Meredith Paige Nesbitt

©1999

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