you've been away a long time
months may pass
it doesn't matter, anticipation
has its own rewards
Harmonics
That speck there, that one grain of sand
Among all the grains of sand, that's us,
Me and you, babe, and thee, all of us,
Adrift among the expanding swirl.
That speck, be it a hint of what may be,
Be it all there is, be it God's doodling,
No matter, that speck is in discord, it is
The nature of our speck to be so, we don't
Get along, all the other grains of sand
Surely look upon us as fools. Amid the
Dissonance I hear you, babe, intuit you,
And my cosmic harmonic aligns. You,
My strummed chord, in perfect pitch,
Harmonize with the thrum of my heart.
Poetry by one trick pony
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Written on 2015-11-20 at 14:51
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