29 Friday Jan 2016
how is it
we’ve returned again
to know the path behind
seeing for the first
another way
reminders of an evermore
we swore to keep beside
where was I
and where for you
I weep
lullabies
I sing alone
whene’er I hear your name
or read of lines
already
I’ve betrayed
the lesson
for the one more kiss
one more lifetime
yet
beyond the breath
wherein the dawn
is laid
. . .
Starry-eyed Writer, Cautious Philosopher, Hopeful Romantic
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