taken gifts return to
heal the torn pieces of
every word i ever wrote on her
back as she breathed
every breath of me
air all full of
us
tasting like contentment not
yet attained, like wine not
yet ready (to drink
one soul one
universe too small for two)
perfect in my mind she
let me see
a dream she
never dreamt of me
to let me take for granted
eternity and i
did
guided by such
rapturous dreams, breaths
of breaths of us
we
stumbled
sometimes we
took without asking sometimes
in
love we gave
laughter that still smiles
it tickles me
now
my friend
you can
hear me smile now
every day
as i
remember the most beautiful
time
October 29, 2001, 7:30 p.m. Austin
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