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dare I imagine
only us
an endless stretch
of blue –
oceans clear
as rivers rise
emptied of their truth
forests cloaked
in silence
as proof of all
we’ve done
ten thousand lifetimes
ended for the one

. . .

I often imagine a future me (another life) beyond the one I touch. I grieve for her – for a beauty she will only know by remembering this life….a breath she will not know to miss.