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Sunday, 25 April 2010

I am only you





I am only you.

In everything,

every face ,

every smile.

The endless cups of coffee

and the cello on this Sunday.

This holy day ,

is holy with love .

Sunday papers strewn across the bed~

my hand in yours,

small,

warm,

safe.

We are everything ,

everywhere longing.

I am Kess as she sings in church,

I am only you as

I catch your smile

across each crowed room.

You are my words

and

I

am only you
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