11:51 PM

stay and tomorrow
will find us this way
near as a beat
to the other
clearing a path
where no one has been
marked in the passing
remember me when
the trees
were but babies
and heaven this close
we touched
without touching
held on letting go
blossoms the color
of Eden removed
and you were my reason
for coming back new
to lie neath
a blanket
of evergreen flame
as one with the stars
by name

as shadows
the reasons we came

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