distances
It’s at times like these
that space seems to
stretch itself out
without any
regard
for how
much I’d like
to be with you
on this of all days.
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if we didn't, where would we be?
It’s at times like these
that space seems to
stretch itself out
without any
regard
for how
much I’d like
to be with you
on this of all days.
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May 6th, 2010 at 2:30 pm
I hope you don’t stop here. This latest set of poems (April 2010) were beautifully written and seemed authentic in terms of your felt experience.
Mom and I looked forward to coming upstairs to seek the next one every night before we went to bed. It was a little gift every night that we would each read, contemplate and maybe talk about.
May 25th, 2010 at 3:47 pm
i love this one.