Within this place of reverie and time,
I sit upon this rock and think of you.
Mulling memories like sweet, ripened wine
first savored by my tongue and then approved.
The trees send breezes from my hearts desire
to swirl around my body like your breath
upon my skin. They leave me inspired,
and thoughts of us restore my waning faith.
But echoes of our voices from today,
remind me that we have so far to go.
Now reverie and time-- they fade away
to where your silence lies far down below.
I've blended together your perfect line
by adding love for you to make it mine
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