the kiss reverberant


intimate
infinite
the kindness of a blow
kissed
through a wielding
of the hammer

nothing is the same
beyond the moment

the ring
of the anvil
is only an echo

the sound
of such a sweet kiss
a bell into the distance
forever

changing every-thing
and every-where

changing in small ways
every-when
there ever is
or was

intimate

infinite

the kiss that was
a hammer blow
is a kindness
reverberant
through time


© Frank Prem, 2017

April 2017 Poem #05: one step new place

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