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by Britt Zimmerman

Reach out your hand, love.
Can you feel the earth between us?
I am beneath you, above you, just off to the side.
I have memorized the trail to your soul.
I could find it in the pitch black dark of night.
And home, she has found her place
in that small narrow space that lives just left of nowhere.


Posted on 07/28/2004
Copyright © 2024 Britt Zimmerman

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