Tuesday, October 8, 2013

The Other Life (for Melina) 10/07/13


In the darkness
of our warm ocean bed,
sometimes,
I find your hand and discover
it is a delicate wing,
or a seashell,
a bleached bone,
or a piece of weathered driftwood
from that sunlit and unknown shore
where you and I
make our other life
together

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  1. melina w staalOctober 8, 2013 at 9:17 PM

    it's still hard to believe sometimes that anyone would be moved to write such beauty and honesty for me.

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