places of love: bamboo thicket

These words that collect like seeds
and crawl on paper,
what are they, you asked.

A girdle of light slid into you
as you gathered the grains,
the slits of gold .

When your fingers paused between
ears of corn, cells in my body
got feverish,

sighed from the bamboo thicket
where shadows deepened
with your silence.

Day 2
Write a poem a day, NaPoWriMo 2013

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“Stalks of Bamboo by a Rock” (1347) by Wu Zhen

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