You Were . . .
You were everything
and
nothing at all ~
Simply the passage of so much time.
You were the keeper of lies
while I reached for the
truth
of
us.
You were that moment that
never mattered in
the instant that
meant
the
most.
And I shiver with the
memory of the dream I had last night . . .
Strange.
That then I may have called it love.
Copyright © Jill Martin | Year Posted 2006
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