Above Love

by Adam Sifre

(edited 12/18/16)

This is what you taught me — what you taught me with your absence and your touch: 


                          Love was a false summit; a ledge from which we leapt;

                            A reckless jump, your hand in mine, neither leading.         

                              I admit, for a time I did not understand, I cried.

                                I mourned for leaving love, the denied child.

                                  A poet without words, ignorant and blind.

                                    But, we did not fall from love's ledge,

                                       We landed is this unknown place,

                                           Lost and found in each other

                                             here, beyond the words.

                                                Somewhere above