By kevin urenda
Date: 20 March 2000
enumerate
for the first time in
a forever too long to enumerate
I'm wandering the streets of
my city as a happy soul
At three a.m. not a lot is
supposed to make sense
but that shade of this
color of alone is
anything but a lonely one
Precisely because you are in
this moment though I am not
lying next to you
the warmth of you reaches out
into me nonetheless
and the calm is overwhelming
the aching inside me
whispers your nearness
for the sun of another day
will rise again on our love
when I awaken in your bed
3/18/00
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