Bora born

The tell _

Frangipanni breeze, Christmas night breather
subtle as magical sensual affairs.
Lovers in arms, dawdle behaviour, past
late Christmas shoppers, families rewound.

Within the host, the perspective changes
as mother and daughter weave through the crowd.
In tropical dress for five star dining
in step, arm in arm, elegance entwined.

Patterns reform, to drift through movement of
passer-by people with give away hands.
The deeper the silence, the more fluid
the touch, their grace filled bodies, pantomimed.

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© dec 2006_ Nhawrr yirrpa


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