The Gift
My heart - it was a time
All things beloved, only once
He made the daylight leap, and night-washed lines
between warm lips, to collide
Into the open, whirling clock
I take, one take
And straight, already memory
gazing up at future, past
All life at once, his face
On no separate whole
-Vivica Grace
All things beloved, only once
He made the daylight leap, and night-washed lines
between warm lips, to collide
Into the open, whirling clock
I take, one take
And straight, already memory
gazing up at future, past
All life at once, his face
On no separate whole
-Vivica Grace
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