Eyes closed
In your arms
A burst of colour
Beyond any sunset
Isolated
And alone
But tides turn
And so do I
So soon
The sea
Reveals
The sand
And I
Am one
With the
World
Again
And I wonder
Need I say more?
Or is there more
To say?
I could ask
What might she say?
Caught in the moment
Mind gone astray
That moment is hers
Not mine to know
Nor is it yours
Not part of the show
Sometimes
This body
Like a trophy
And I
Caught inside
Ponder on the things
This body has done
Beyond my ability
Beyond my creation
And I
Wonder I
At who am I
Whether this body is I
Or some other I
Many days
When I had nowhere to go
And all day to get there
Now I seem to be
Everywhere at once
But nowhere at all
All the time
While I am but a moment’s reflection
An existential comma
In an expanse which cares not
That I think
Or that I think that I am
Not that I care
What the expanse thinks
Though I am glad that it is
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