Dec 12, 2011

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Here and now I stroke your hair
Slowly as if to memorize each strand
I run the tips of my fingers down your back
Kiss your lips for the last time
Help you into the canoe that awaits
Push you off into the water and turn away
I can hear you saying "take care"
I cry and say to the one inside
"I will always love you but run on, your life is elsewhere"
I will keep a piece of you that the water will not wash away
I stand at the ocean for what seems to liken to years
Turning around, seeing your boat clinking the horizon
Now it's just a boat
An hour ago it was my life.
Live, let live
Love, endure, and let go.

9/2011

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