Like winds in flight,
A strange delight,
My world is real and so is yours,
We hear a different tune.
I notice flutes, you notice voices
I see the moon, you count the stars,
The world is full of choices.
I stand alone, you stand alone,
We enjoy our aloneness.
Two people enjoying their aloneness together.
And yet we are bold to say,
We are alone.
Monday, May 11, 2009
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