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Stopping By A Pond. September 22, 2008

Posted by littlebangtheory in Art and Nature, Love and Death.
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Along the road home from work, a slight detour.  A short walk beneath brooding clouds.  Patient waiting at the water’s edge.

And then, a faint ray searches for and finds your shadowed form, the intensity of your face, your essence reflected in your Mother’s mirror.

I tremble at the sight of your trembling

and take from you the gift

of Love.

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1. sherry - September 23, 2008

oh. just, oh.


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