The End - Poem by AHO Speaks
The words sound ominous as tho it were to be eternally true
Is there to be separation from the totality of me and individual you?
Hopefully the door will lead into a sphere that has a flavor of life and time
Be it for just a moment to exchange a love of yours and of mine.
Perhaps time will be expansive rather than in a linear form
For a life that starts with depth the moment we are born.
To have a part of earth's magical dream
A touch, a kiss or even a total scene.
11-26-05 Aho Speaks
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