Friday, February 14, 2014

Valentime, II

It didn't rain
It's not that cold
Little or no clouds
Sunshine I've been told

The bedsheets aren't blue
My shirt isn't either
I wore a black tie
Being wiser is a breather.

Some of it has to be true
In a world not ours
Somewhere else
We've talked amongst stars

Regardless, however,
in whatever universe
This is not my first poem,
must it be the last verse?

Regardless, however, 
across parallel worlds
you are still you.
and you're still beyond words.

Thank you for everything
And I'm sorry for what I say.
My heart beats the same
from even light years away.

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