By Marilyn McMeen Miller
Date: 27 April 2000
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What our love has done for us
I cannot even begin to speak
Without trembling.
You and I have left a fading world
Smog-crushed, power-crowded, dust-spun...
You and I have left this kind of world
For an infinite one:
Spinning our circles of earth and moon into galaxies
And hurling our lives into light years of reveries.
I have only begun to envision our possible place:
A someday miracle of eternal time and space.
Though it begins with such immediate smiles: your eyes
A leaf, your lips on my cheek...
Its promise is so boundless, love
I dare not speak.
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