I musta been somebody else
before these times
came along
through invisible
illumination
(her face dreams of me constantly)
So many spaces inside of my time
reverberate with the moments of our
aliveness
(moments of darkness stretched paper-thin)
moments of light encompassing
everything
Friday, August 20, 2010
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