Saturday, March 12, 2011

the moon whispers as we slowly say goodnight
brief encounters are all - I go on
talking points are mute
existing to exist in twist of stargaze this maze
impossible to resist for once I'm in I'm in
or am I, I never can tell
when or where swell my emotional heart
in time a rhythm in rhythm with this
my compilation of moments keeps time all its own
unaffected, uneffected but a part of it all...
always. I go on

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