For Antony's unborn

Member since 2003 · Posted 30 May 2004 · Edited 30 May 2004 · 2 comments

I will buy a place by the sea To raise you By a beach without deck chairs Close to faraway from everyone. I am busy making mistakes So you can make lesser ones Have a dead dreamerâs book to read to you To help you dream in life. You will be conceived in Moonlight Baptized by crashing waves Bridging two lonely islands As gulls cry on watery graves. You will be born In the jade of my eyes I will wipe your chalked brow Cradle you to sunrise. We will cherish comfortable silences Laugh till our sides hurt Name stars for those who faded As we shine. 30 May 04

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[10] god'swife 30-May-04/2:15 PM Reply

Great.

[10] Angeline 31-May-04/4:30 AM Reply

Beautifl ode to an unborn child--I love this line:

Close to faraway from everyone