I remember you <br />looking almost <br /> <br />Audrey Hepburnish. <br /> <br />My big sister <br />& oh...that smile! <br /> <br />Touching my world <br />with the wonder of her <br /> <br />love. <br /> <br />We are Christmasing <br />the place <br /> <br />living in the candle's <br />glow <br /> <br />love <br />nothing but love <br /> <br />in almost slow motion. <br /> <br />The holly bites <br />your little finger. <br /> <br />I suck <br />the dropp of blood <br /> <br />that grows <br />& grows <br /> <br />until it is <br />kissed better. <br /> <br />You laugh: <br />'Ah...my little saviour! ' <br /> <br />sighed with an almost <br />mock Victorian swoon. <br /> <br />Tiny curls <br />cling <br /> <br />to the nape of her <br />neck <br /> <br />like the tinest <br />of tiny seahorses. <br /> <br />We swimn <br />in the sea <br /> <br />of our laughter. <br /> <br />The next Christmas <br />you were dead <br /> <br />lost to this <br />world <br /> <br />leaving me <br />alone <br /> <br />to mourn <br />you. <br /> <br />I...unable to <br />save you. <br /> <br />Now...all these years <br />later <br /> <br />(years you never knew) <br /> <br />the holly <br />bites my little finger <br /> <br />& I suck it <br />quickly <br /> <br />tasting through <br />my tears <br /> <br />the sweet tang <br />of your blood <br /> <br />so alive <br />in my mouth.<br /><br />Dónall Dempsey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/tiny-clinging-curls-for-lyn/
