Monday, March 29, 2010

In the Corner



In the corner
of his
Memory,

her voice keeps
trickling over
Time,

her smile is
delineated within
Infinity--

their embrace stoically
relinquished between 
Reveries--

his strumming hands
salvage suspended 
Continuity...

Memory languishes the
finality of
Was.





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