May 3, 2012
Hill top
Green grass
No need for thought
A place where nothing, matters
Time moves
Yet, not with you
Pain is released
Joy let loose
Relief, sigh after sigh
Love present
Yet it doesn’t
T matter
You’re satisfied with yourself
Clear blue sky
Sum warmly kissing your skin
A bunny hops by
Dandie-lions spread feverishly across fields
Toes combing the grass
Body stretched out as far as possible
A shady tree
Only, but a few inches away
I have come back
Life, long and fast
Stanza after stanza
Life changes
What’s next?
Who cares.

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