This is where we are

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A pacific drive, sun to the west

Pink roses on the wall

A window dressed by fir and sky,

And a boy on the couch,

at rest.

Weight to the earth yet belly un-light

Angel's unreadable scrawl

His dreams shift and rearrange

limbs stir and the sands, flowing,

part.

This, then

is where we are

Together, apart, breath in, breath out

We hark at the drums (we dance on a scale)

The drums at the gate (we scale as we dance)

The world outside, the worlds within

Rise, fall, pain, love

Your hand on my heart as my heart in your hand

Clasping, gasping

breathing, beating -

Here, we are -

There, we'll be

As the sands flow,

So will we.