coming together

In art, audio, d. james, literature, poem, poetry, writing on 8 June 2010 at 9:53 pm

waking with
thoughts of you

longing for
next time

dreaming
of the day

when the distance
is measured
by the length
of a room

instead of
the miles
of a country

(D. James)

James you remind of a time when I was separated from my love by half a continet…memories of joy and fear…thanks for this post.

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slpmartin 9 June 2010 at 2am

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