knows you

knows you

winds_of_er
Pic by Big Cat

the wind knows you,
boy, the hidden
parting of your hair,
the scar on your knee,
how you watch
rivetted to those
hems,
the wind knows you,
girl, how you smudge
that smile across the
boys’ eyes and hide
it back under your
flackering hair, and
how it lifts at your
knees, lifts the skirt
under your giggling
hand, cold
on the thigh,
the wind knows
you back to front
and from the out
to the inside,
don’t doubt it.
reading the book
of your skin,
running in tandem
on the good days,
up against you with
a fistful of grit
on the bad,
knows the lie
you flew that
that blew someone
away, the kiss you
unfolded into darkness
that four hands worked
to hold together
braced for as long
as it took, this
wind empties you
of every touch you ever
fed another, every look
you ever let wander
where it would where
it shouldn’t,
yet
one day,
will gust right
over your fallen
view
as if
it knew nothing
of you, just a low
obstruction to its
haste, and how it
hurts to be so loved
then so forgotten,
to be so loved
then so forgotten

october 2015

Copyright ©2015 Peter Le Baige.  All Rights Reserved

One thought on “knows you”

  1. poignant: ‘…it knew nothing
    of you, just a low
    obstruction to its
    haste, and how it
    hurts to be so loved
    then so forgotten’

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