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May 2013
A misty morning smitten by frolicking waves sang out.
Close stood we in the buffeting breezes.
To and fro our rapture flowed.

Standing. on naked feet
In sandy drift. Closer we stood.
The gulls lamented their soitary ways
Taken afar by arrogant breezes.
Aloft and far above.

Soaring,drifting asleep on woven wings.
Sing sweet lamted days gone long in stormy skies
Now ice and cloudless.

Close stood we. Buffeted by mighty chance the god of the restless
                            They questioned.
How long?

How strong?
                             Will weary time intervene. Among and between

                              And pul love apart. Brick by brick. Moment by memory.



For it's own sake.

Gentle hands gripped tightly
Hearts believing.
Eyes assuring.
Breathless

Scatterd mist lit on silent tears
Heads bowed to stay the course..

Forever said we.
Closer we stood.
Never ending.
Endless
Said we.
Geno Cattouse
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Geno Cattouse  california
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