By kevin urenda
Date: 27 September 1999
adrift
adrift
I can't help that
my love drifts off
with the movement of your
fingertips on my arms as
they hold you
to the rhythm of your sleep
a raft on a cold clear
blackened sea
can't see three hours
in front of me
let alone three months
or three lifetimes
but I know
I just know
what is out there
even if I won't
recognize its face
it is my love
drifting off
to the rhythm of
your fingertips
on my arms around you
as you enter your dreams
09.02.99
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