White Rabbit
Posted on Feb 11th, 2009
by
Timothy Paul
The memory of holding you close
Takes me to the Desire to be held by you again
Breathing our same Breath
Lost in your arms
The pain of separation
Makes me Desire you more
Remembering what It was like
Being in your Presence
Taken out of time
Falling deeper down the hole

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Really, really wonderful…
As your editor, I’d advise you to make sure some of these poems make their way into various chapters of your book… ;)
Simply majic
this reminds me of how
when I fully open myself to desire
it can be perfect just as it is
The feeling - so familiar.