Trying to find my footing
standing inside the same dream
always on foot,
yet deep inside my head.
I don’t go too far,
always standing slow
waiting for inspiration,
somehow some story,
better than the one
being told
while I wait for the steps
take me away.
She spoke to me about time,
seemed then rather forever
in my mind,
in her heart,
in ours, together
we did search for time.
A wandering soul,
close to my heart
she taught me well
to love only the moment.
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