you hovered in the darkness
to pretend
just one more
its what you wanted
touch her with a kiss of
energy and you know
its just a game you’re
growing tired of
you drifted away looking
frightened that someday
you’d find it was “really
only done with mirrors &
light”
you drifted away looking
through time as if it were
only a stained glass window
growing dim in the evening
time after time
you never saw
the doorway in yr forehead
was cluttered with words
written & unwritten’
– thought forms –
there was once
a time when someone
settled in your head
and asked for
“a moments rest”
& you wondered if THAT
was what it was all about
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