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Nov 20, 2005 21:02

Almost like I never left

I see in your eyes something like mine
A gentle probe
Is it okay to look in you?
I felt at peace
My laughter was never forced
Smiles never strained

Almost like I never left

Time is a smooth seal of mine
Linking
Enough to stretch and too little to break
Watch it glide across your finger tips

A breath tempo sounding my heartbeat
A push into the heat
Filling my lungs with similar air
Out a mouth and in the other
Out a thought and in the other
Without words
But more concrete than letters in a row

...like I never left.
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