Living

Living in the past, when we were in the present reality

the future couldn’t touch yet

maybe it’s a poet’s thing

or maybe it was something to do with the signs

the air and the wind and the ever flowing lines

those things we wrote together

or things we processed alone

rushing some rush like a mad dive
maybe somehow knowing

too fast we would be on the end of that ride

rushing rush but so sweet and still too
a blessing a laughter
a sadness of reality

those things we wrote together

Things I process

Things I miss alone

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2 thoughts on “Living

  1. danblogs994 says:

    Really like this, good use of time related ideas and its emotional too. Keep it up!

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