Sunday, July 22, 2007
epilouge
This was a facet of memory
nostalgic inclinations, defined the space that held their faces
in a place where we are most vulnerable and most happy
to be with one another
they cover and hide us all under the dreaming
under the protection
of slowly drifting comets
the promise of affection
as we sleep we hope to dream
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