Of all that could be done
here, now, or otherwise
and bumping one moment
to the next, the flash
lives before my eyes
unwrapped, together
Ends loosely floating
time breeze blowing
and other 'ings' inging...
Moment by moment,
and even so, I still
miss the voice
Saturday, January 20, 2007
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8 comments:
Awww, nicely done, Steve!
aurora - thank you, I appreciate this.
another goodie, steve.
polona - thanks :)
"...and other 'ings' inging" I love it!!
pat - :)
i love this one steve
it gets to the romantic in me
"Ends loosely floating"
yeah, too much stuff, too little time. :)
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