Friday, November 8, 2013

Away, 1973

She's so far
 away, like
  too far for
   me to see.

But not so far
 as to write and
  not so far as
   to talk.

If only the distance
 was non-existent
  and she was
   with me.

But the time
 will one day
  catch up with us
   and that day will be beautiful.

So now the distance
 is great and too
  far for me
   to see.

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