To be His eternal moment for a split second...
Telling me of a memory in this place of rememberance
I sipped my sugarless coffee
the morning shift was over for the gulls
she told me "Finished?"
my answer froze over the drooping eaves
"Not yet"
the echo grabbin me into a wordless horizon
silence
and
existence
never one at a time
I always had threes, fours, nines
in seemingly unending frequency
the day of the Cloud
wind from a direction beyond earth
how much longer or how many days more
can somebody tell me about the pain--
the distance in miles or kilometers bring
or else the closeness?
when I eloped as in old novellas
I realized that realization is only momentary
Meva A. 2006
I sipped my sugarless coffee
the morning shift was over for the gulls
she told me "Finished?"
my answer froze over the drooping eaves
"Not yet"
the echo grabbin me into a wordless horizon
silence
and
existence
never one at a time
I always had threes, fours, nines
in seemingly unending frequency
the day of the Cloud
wind from a direction beyond earth
how much longer or how many days more
can somebody tell me about the pain--
the distance in miles or kilometers bring
or else the closeness?
when I eloped as in old novellas
I realized that realization is only momentary
Meva A. 2006
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