Saturday, November 7, 2015
where you and i are
Names can be deceiving.
A letter, when given to a room
Ceases the room to be.
What is a room?
Room that is in a house, that is in
A life, that is a space
To occupy as love would
Inhabit a time.
And loving, a state of habitation.
Where you and I are, shall we
Receive a name for it or forgoing
Let the where itself be.
I thought of a lover by another name
In another way, is still a lover.
As love is afraid and brave
Certain of uncertain.
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