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Rift
by Teri T LahmonTime drips
Days slide
As the hour dawns
I miss you already
Turning back to review
this path we have traveled
Sometimes singing
sometimes dancing
at times floating on surreal pleasures
Only to come to this place
where neither you or I
can compromise the price of the road ahead
Breath mingles
As one sighs into the other
Already lonely
Knowing each sweet hot exhalation
May be the last one shared 07/13/2004 Posted on 07/13/2004
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| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Ashok Sharda on 07/15/04 at 04:11 PM 'Time drips.....days slide'The process of life continues. Events manifests interconnectedly, if one can see. there's no dividing line though there may seem to be a rift. Rift may lead to beauty and beauty to rift. Your approach seems so positive and presentation lively and flowing. |
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