The Only Time There Is(For Janice) Poem by Dónall Dempsey

The Only Time There Is(For Janice)

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The sun enters
searches the room

finds us
curled up in a cuddle

lays itself
across us

dozes & fall asleep
across our nakedness.

The moon enters
searches the room

finds us
curled up in a cuddle

listens to
our dreams

paints them.

Somehow a day has passed.

Love...
the only time there is.

Saturday, September 13, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: nakedness
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Dónall Dempsey

Dónall Dempsey

Curragh Camp, Co. Kildare, Eire.
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