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And for this moment 


I am you 



And for this moment 


You are me 



Entwined in my words 


Reaching for your thoughts 



I live again 


to breathe your soul 



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I will find the time to pray 


the time to say what must be said 



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I am 


a warrior 


these countless days 

I have brought honor to my master 


but now the sun sets dim 

blood red and feeble on his last day 


brocaded servants attend to him 

as I kneel in the cool garden darkness 

beyond the lanterns reach 


the night surrounds me as his passing from this life 

is announced by the soft sobbing of his wives 


grasping my sword 

and with quick thrusts 


I climb the moons silver staircase 

to serve my lord once more 



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Quietly waiting 


Expecting changes 


A new style in this 


ever shimmering mosaic of living 


Unexpected emotions prevent 


hiding in the wide open 


A view of life as a series of 


lines intersecting planes 


Perimeter realignment is required 


due to spiral inconsistencies 


I stand alone with many 



Still waiting 


Walking from high ground on ancients paths 


Answers obscuring answers 


Unseen forces cause atmospheric discontent 


White covering cold 


blankets a silent plea for forgiveness 


Polarization of memory 


indicates a fading of existence 


One final reptilian deception 


colors the last light 


Shallow circles of repentance 


repeat with terminal sameness 



All while waiting for this one last 



smile between sorrows 

 


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a word to describe deepest thoughts 


exists in you and me 


never to be said 


without being lost 


a prayer I shall never see 



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I speak again for all that is lost 


the words that are always present 


sunshine filtering through unanswered dreams 


I step forward to claim what is mine 


circular searches which never have found 


the piercing beauty of treasures once held 


and long travels through time will never complete 


I seek, but I never shall find 



thinking out loud the forbidden thoughts 


then hiding in remote mental caverns 


the healing light that will never shine 


I explain, but I never shall describe 



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gentle goodbyes are now complete 


the earth returns to spinning 


lingering touches burned in thought 


we knew there was no winning 



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copyright Patrick O'Neil


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