What shows
how little
we know?
What can be is
oft far less than
what we expect.
What is now
has never been
what it was.
07/25/2024 j.g.l.
You shared my bed
heard my thoughts
unknown price
no share of cost
Leverage a clarity
only you know
Where will it take you
Where will I go
Cannot step back
or move ahead
truth or trust
uncommon threads
Victim of a dream
eyes now stare back
awake for a fragment
a little known past
Barely a season
winter’s sweet frost
lovers taken
wisdom lost
© 2013 j.g. lewis
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