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| J-JAL the elder and J-JAL the younger (photo: Julie Rumer) |
As you race down the hall on unsteady
Legs, glancing back over your shoulder
Giggling and batting your lashes at me
In the space between my life and yours
Stretches all time and none, the circle
Enfolds us both but is loose enough
To let you slip through and back in again
The key rusty and unused glints now
From a corner of my psyche little visited
Beneath a frayed mat I thought to never
Lift again but want very much to move now
In fact, you make me want to be able to
move
Proverbial mountains or their metaphoric
like
You have me considering ways to prolong my
life
Conspiring to help make sure your time here
is epic
S.E.Ingraham©
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