endless

your spiral gaze

bores into my soul

twisting time,

moving it,

forcing it to walk,

a march chronical,

like two brides

in a dance of white,

warping,

warping,

in a dance of white,

like two brides

in a march chronical,

a forced walk,

a moving

of time twisting

that bores into my soul:

your spiral gaze.

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if you remember

if you remember the lessons of childhood,

remember how much i owe

my strength from your smile;

 

if you remember the lessons of youth,

remember how much i owe

my conviction from your strength;

 

if you remember the lessons of scars,

remember how much i owe

my faith from your conviction;

 

if you remember the lessons of tears,

remember how much i owe

my gratitude from your faith.

 

so as you go about your life,

remember my thanks

for this love unsaid,

that has been the only light

in my life of clouds and rain.