Nick

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2003-01-15 18:59:30 (UTC)

Floating with her in the..

Floating with her in the
darkness, I bathe in dreams
of worlds we create.

float with her in darkness,
her bed filled with the
random tangle of our bodies askew,
bathed with dreams of worlds
we create.

She told me once that
end points aren't important,
the rich part of life is
the travel between.

The lamp lays a crescent of light,
new moonish and soft
gently upon her face.

For a moment it seems It arcs from lip
lip to eye and I catch a glimpse of
Someday I'll tell her I lie in the darkness,
awake while she sleeps.
It's the moon's fault.
I hear it singing - joyful to spend light on her body.