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Sunday, November 16, 2014

our love is not fleeting


blinked and all had changed
fleeting, the places and faces
being inattentive to them
eroding their presence
 
this is just life
the changing of summer to fall
winter to spring
the wanton swirling of wind
day and the night
the beating of the heart
 
but my love wanes not
it’s tethered to your touch
it hearkens for your smile
wishes for your kiss
it hopes that you will sit
by my side until the two
of us make way to depart