"For Fools rush in where Angels fear to tread."

Thursday, November 26, 2009

I miss you.
            
             Inexorably,

I miss you,

like Adam and Eve missed God,
like they missed the bliss
      of not knowing shame.
I miss you
like an old body
      misses youth.



I want to pull out the reel
of time faster,

suddenly find myself
next to you again.

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