In the space between
waking and sleep,
I found you
unchanged.
In the place between
the music and the words
you told me
you love me still.
In my dreams
in your arms
I smiled and sighed
and died content.
Thursday, December 6, 2007
The Space Between
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I've been in that space many times. It's a beautiful space in which to die content.
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