Such A Life
By gerrybell
Tue, 21 Mar 2006
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He meets me full and carries my eye
My skin so swept and placed in hand
We blend so sweet, no mark to betray
So tall, in our sights and this gracious plan
We meet beyond, above such a tale
In silence, this noise does delight
Others do sit on a plain so divine
But we dance in the black through our height
You, a shadow of will, slowly kept
Cease to fall on occasions thought well
As I have stood in my mark as he made many days
I danced so far out down I fell
The one, then the other, so plain in my sight
Yet the verse and the grandeur pull thin
So when the rain clears the days and I slip to be met
Still, you see, I fall into him
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