Tuesday, November 22, 2011

It's Time

Scent November in the wind, 
the darkness can envelop us now. 
Think back and further back, and 
to a different smile and a different thought 
what were 
we thinking 
and are we right now... 
Is right now right now? 
Wind swirls 
it has arrived, that certain sigh and certain caress 
and back into dim times we can hardly remember remembering
minds drift, buffeted back into the present
To the reality of retrospect and hindsight
And the warmth of today

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