Here We Are by David Michael Jackson Poets know about letting go, about the stream which flows like thin molasses on a hot day, red and orange dolphins swimming in the purple sea of my thoughts, but you already know of the water which flows like a cliche' into your conciousness from my conciousness. You already know how the arms hang long and thin and the fabric lays just so. You already know of the fingers in your hair and the lips. So, here we are again in the twilight trying to remember the dawn. So here we are and here we have always been. Here We Are Again  Copyright © 2000 If you like Here We Are Again Read more David Send private comments on Here We Are Again to author:  editors@artvilla.com Try Again to read the Poem Of Every So Often at https://www.artvilla.com