Monday, February 28, 2011

Slow Breathing

February 26th, 2011

After chilling shakes.

Long thinking

After hope one takes.

Imagining all the feelings left unfelt

All the words that needn't been dealt.

The divisions of inevitable conflict

The embraces of indelible connection.

The past's dulled hues

Once vibrant and confusing.

The gifts to bring

Another, freeing me.

Selective is envisioned remembering

Containing all the joy

And none of the sorrow

Of a future not touched,

The coming day shrouded

In night to find

Never this sun to rise,

Twilight, the moon, shines

Hope of love's reprise.

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