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Wednesday, February 24, 2016

Seven Minutes in Heaven.

She said,
"Lay down and
let's look at the stars and
wonder
about all the places
there are,"
I almost told her,
"I'd rather look at you
because
I wonder where you are and
where you've been and
what's under your skin and
how can I get there--
Those deep blue
tide pools
where crustaceans
find heaven
where doe eyed teens
count to seven:
The number of minutes
I want to spend in
space with you."

2 comments:

  1. Deeply emotional and full of longing. I've felt that way about a woman.

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