Almost Forever

October 31, 2010
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the heather ripples seemed
drawn with pencil
in the twilight hour
where time and hearts stop

the willow weeping for us
in memorial and reverence
of a love so often
dropped and dusted off

perfect pond reflections
of teenage lovers
tainted by the throwing
of a single gray stone

our words have been enemies
fought thousands of battles
but even when i lost
i saw you as home

we are scattered
tattered, battered
but not shattered
if the pieces fall
in exactly a straight line

time after time

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