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Oct 2014
Be with me in the dark and slip your arms
apart to cradle my body
To yours now.

Wait with me in the dark and watch
me embark on the journey
that I must endure now.

Listen with me in the dark and hark to
an unspoken pressure
Hear my
Pleasure
My whispers of grief
Relief
Watch as the Autumn leaf of my skin
Fades

Love is with me in the dark
As I listen to the end, and the start, of
a wave of sand.

I hold onto your hand in the dark, and watch
as your lips part in the last laugh of
un-regret.

I smell your last cigarette
Taste your last breath
and watch, bereft, yet whole,
watching time pull away
the last strand of my
summer wreath in winter,
Time so Full
that it can only Cease

Released

Time is so full
It can only
bring

Peace
now
This is in tribute to ber's poem/concept: 'a thought (16)' : "love is not about the removal of shadows. love is about being together in the dark"
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