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mindful I
of places
you’ve remembered me
before
and times you can’t recall
you knew my face
within the crowd
beneath the lights
floating in the dark
– another love
with lifetimes
to retrace
the truth
from lines
already made
into your weathered brow
crissed and crossed
a map
along your hand
pardon my intrusion
into futures unforseen
– destines beyond
the one you planned
stars have watched
a many year
in want for just one kiss
dreaming spent
for reasons still unknown
eternities are painted
to places
you can’t see –
and here I am
reminding you of home
. . .
tornadoday 
i loved this,adored the feeling !
Thank you, my precious friend. I’m humbled that you do. ~ Love, Bobbie
So wonderfully breathtaking! You heart and spirit always gives birth to a lovely new gem…excellently!
Thank you, Wendell. Although, as of late, I feel as if I’m waiting for some major breakthrough. I’ll keep you posted. Maybe it’s just a trick of the moon. ~ Love you, Bobbie
“Home”…, I am duly reminded…, but where is this place…, a vision in my heart? Guide me there so I no longer roam.
Wonderful, Bobbie. I really like this one a lot. ~ Love to you, darlin’ girl~ Me
Thank you, dearest Paul. Home is the place we carry with us……..regardless the road or the miles since started. We go and it goes with us. But then again, you knew that (I know). ~ Love ever, Bobbie