Saturday, January 05, 2008

Wherever You May Dance Tonight

Surely the void has become my identity
you left no tracks
and I have no saints to pray to
I wander from book to book
and pretend that there is a destination
but all I can do is turn the pages

At least my memory is elastic
though stretched to straining
it can still taste your smile
my soul was always bathed by your smile
it didn't matter if it was for me
only that it was from you

The universe forever changes
and so I guess do we
but I like to think of you
as someone that I once held so tight
who might pause if only for a moment to think of me
wherever you may dance tonight

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