Friday, September 20, 2013
for c.b. .... ( in life)!
and it seems you are more lost to me,
that having found you as a sentient,
live, breathing, living person,
I somehow lose you;
every hour, every moment -
ironically, to Life itself;
was this the only way we could have met?
divergent paths, askew like an incongruous theorem in Science
...I seem to drift farther from you,
the more I want to get closer....
perhaps we both need to be still for a bit,
hoodwink this passage of time,
pretend we are not.
....in that subterfuge and chicanery,
reach out to the other ---
and for the first time, and finally, be. just be.
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