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Wednesday, July 2, 2008

Bridging Time

Bridging Time

Night’s song, soft and low,
bliss waits in open arms

Morning dew gently falls,
she returns to him once more

Their love has opened
time’s locked door
and brought her close again

To soothe her lover’s broken heart
as love bridged time for him

In dreams she touches
more than soul, in reality,
is she here?

Nirvana’s call is
her beating heart
he needs to
have her near…

Lynn West
(c) 2008

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