Friday, December 10, 2010

It's this place
in the river where we
meet, inside and outside
time
(flowing through now and beyond and into
our bodies and out of the skies of our souls)

its the blending of our
light that makes heaven come
alive

it's the touching of our skin
that takes bliss
into the smoke of our
lives

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