we meet again.

please let this be

not coincidence

not loneliness approaching

some body

nor paths so broken they meet

to say what can

only warm the unsettling air

i am swept into his smile

like stardust over the moon

i lie upon his lap

and sleep as though her womb

we've not adjacent lives

but there is an aisle now, lit smooth

no slanted noosed pain can move again

not within his reach

love may not be easily right

but gathered steadily through time

and if that is yours and mine

- come keep me

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poem & image copyrighted by me.