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What were you thinking yesterday? I watched your gaze from across the room It was settled on a point in space A million miles from where we sat. What will you say today? How will your mind manifest its place In our universe of morning light? What will you think tomorrow? What can I do to remove The lingering of sorrow? I lay next to you and hear your breathing I held you while your tears came I felt closer to you then Than I have ever done. It was my Priviledge and honour to bring You the comfort then. Open your hands and close your eyes Listen, we’re breathing faster Here are the words I will say to you Here is the touch I lay on you Here is the smile I give to you Darkness is a fleeting thing Transient is pain Grief recedes and stays away The memory of what was and is Is the greater of the comforts I give Nothing here is bound for long Our lives are wrenched from the heart Of stars and will end in them once more Your pain is mine until the end of things
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Mar 12, 2012
Mar 12, 2012 at 9:11 AM UTC
Warming Cold Comfort
What were you thinking yesterday? I watched your gaze from across the room It was settled on a point in space A million miles from where we sat. What will you say today? How will your mind manifest its place In our universe of morning light? What will you think tomorrow? What can I do to remove The lingering of sorrow? I lay next to you and hear your breathing I held you while your tears came I felt closer to you then Than I have ever done. It was my Priviledge and honour to bring You the comfort then. Open your hands and close your eyes Listen, we’re breathing faster Here are the words I will say to you Here is the touch I lay on you Here is the smile I give to you Darkness is a fleeting thing Transient is pain Grief recedes and stays away The memory of what was and is Is the greater of the comforts I give Nothing here is bound for long Our lives are wrenched from the heart Of stars and will end in them once more Your pain is mine until the end of things
marcus-eden-ellis
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Mar 12, 2012
Mar 12, 2012 at 9:11 AM UTC
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