Monday, August 9, 2010

Times Change

There are tracings of what was
Sometimes we can see yesterdays moments
Maybe it's a look over the shoulder
Maybe it's the absence of eye liner
Maybe there is an ivory paleness
But more than that
Maybe it's that you're reminded of much more

What is the anomaly that takes us beyond
And just where does it take us
When we seem to remember more than was
Just where do we go
Was there an embrace
Was there a connection
Why do we feel awake in our cacoon

Why does the floor undulate
I choose to believe the not so obvious truth
That I was there
Maybe I loved this women
Maybe I loved this woman once
Maybe we had coffee together
And just maybe she broke my heart

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