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Wednesday, August 12, 2009



The ebb and flow of existence
plays tug of war with daylight's reality
then releases in lunar dreams

It's the space between us
when we hold
and fogs the looking glass
with questions

It's what I crave
yet smothers me in fear
and frosts my heart with winters' kiss

It weighs heavy with restlessness
flutters with desire
and seeks to relax in the crook of someone's arms

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