CLEFT OF THE ROCK

all the years in your eyes.

you have seen me.

and in the dead of night I shiver,

and in the early day I blink,

are we together?


all of my lashings and findings.

tilt a little toward your gravity

I could stare at you for the rest of my days

and you say, "all that is mine is yours."


together, onward.

the narrow way.

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