29/11/2013

armour breaks

 

across our abysses of time
- yours mine his hers  -
we dance stumble rise fight dance
mourning sunrise morning
as the vastness of the past
flows seamlessly into here –
none of our learnings wasted

love is all we can give
& nothing is wasted.

ours

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