High and Clear, Poetry by Joy Reid

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Genre: Love, Relationship, Romance

High and Clear
by Joy Reid

How can I not hear you, how can I not
HEAR
when every molecule of my being seen and unseen
aligns to you?
All the filaments of my soul,
all the particles of my bone,
all the partitions of my heart,
and all the meanderings of my mind, all my
impassioned, whispered, wandering imaginings, feverish hopes and faith,
love. Love? Love!
.
Oh, my love, my sweet, sweet L o v e I am magnetised,
every capillary ruled and underlined by compassed truth.
I am shattered to splintery shreds and all
ache, all heave north-west,
every instinct frays and fights and
refuses
utterly, utterly rejects
all else
but you.
Were I blind, I would still see
holily enhaloed
etched in agitated light, the path, the Path,
the P A T H ……………………………
……………the road,
the channel,
the passage,
the tunnel,

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