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Day’s labor done and task set aside my eyes are called to the glorious beauties of horizon’s setting sun, while whispers of gentle flowing breeze bring memory of home.....cleansing my soul and signing end to yet another day so far from you.  Golden rays stream from heavens above,,, lifting my hopes to that distant place as with eyes closed the brilliant colors of our yesterdays unfold before me.... beckoned by call of this my thirsty soul.         
  
Waves of passion timeless and clear spill through now open gates as heart, mind and soul are swept once more to that place of calm reassurance, rejoicing in the known peace so perfectly centered in the glory of your love. 

Though here, I am there, surrounded by treasures mine for the taking, a melody of moments take life, ,,,,hands of the clock stand still,,,,, and I stand- arms empty yet holding firm in loving embrace. 
Miles distant and time long past your kisses rained gentle upon these cheeks, cheeks which now burn with the sting of tears shameless flow, falling to the dry dust of this broken land. 

Standing on hallowed ground my simple prayer this fleeting shadow of hope might tarry a moment longer in the light.....
,,,,holding,,,, holding tight with all my might to this moment we now share across such cruel distance.... ohhhh more precious than gold these grains which once flowed  through the seamless glass of time.

Yes surely such ecstasy shall  fade as waters held in open hand, ,,,,still I hold tight that I might take glimpse of you even if it be through the tainted eyes of this mind’s memory.  

Ohhhh.....so bitter sweet that I’m allowed here, and there, for surely  the painful sting of known return to tomorrow’s  struggles awaits......yet still,,,,,still,,,,,, one more breath,, one more kiss,,,,,, one more long embrace ...... 

Alas I turn and face the truth of many a day to come, thankful and refreshed in the sweet breath just past and the fresh airs of home relived.
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