Treasure Island

Brent Terry


Somewhere In the Middle


The world is cold out there
And I have you to warm me once in a while
Crisp biting reminders that graciousness is gone
Splintering shivering replaced it long ago
A forlorn white without walls
That can barely be looked at for long
An echoless emptiness that alone would be intolerable
But I have you to warm me once in a while

With you warmth weightlessly begins and ends
And we hover somewhere in the middle
Tightly holding bundled under blanket of wistful wonder
Thinking about not thinking and laughing for no reason
A blissful timeless peek into forever
That can be stared into the eyes of ceaselessly
An enveloping tranquil universe to live outside would be intolerable
And we hover somewhere in the middle

Submitted: Thursday, December 06, 2007
Edited: Thursday, April 28, 2011
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