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as a soft-edged chittering
background hum of give and wait
and speak and take and hope and hear
the smiles of creation unstrained holds
and rocks a hammock from the center
of gravity lift on either side balancing
the only possibility for this movable stasis
more rise not less the talk grows
brighter laughter more serene
I watch you coming into view
as if you’d always been wrapped around
my center lifting me, the swing rotates
from lateral to full-on frontal mastery
of kisses, you and me, the source
of the motion of the untroubled universe.


© Elaine Stirling, 2012