maybe it is still (just) sleepy time

 

 

 

 

once again,
we left the doors open
for someone—

 

 

 

 

it's the Western
or the Eastern light
peeking in

 

 

 

 

seeming again
to chase shadows
out of nowhere

 

 

 

 

 

but let me begin
the neverending
waking moment

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

because you do not

 

 

 

 

 

know yet—how lucky

 

 

 

 

 

 

you are

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

for not seeing

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

the aesthetically

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

pleasing

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

in every mists
that surround you

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The willow
stands
looking out
over
the waters,
Yesterday so
clear
so calming.

today a cool
breeze
blows,
reflections
in pools
of the past
appear.

they linger.

Her eyes
become
misty
looking away
in
wonderment.

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A traves de este velo de niebla

estoy empezanod a ver

el rostro de mi armor. 

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When I think of you,

I get misty,



I always have, I

always will.

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