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17 October 2009 @ 01:45 pm
There is No Place  
There is no place which love calls home;
Love calls all places yesterday.
Run to yesterday and you find strangers laughing for forgotten reasons,
Friends speaking with no voice,
Tears falling from faceless others
You once knew better than yourself.
There is no place because
There is only here
For love
When love is a touch.
There is only there
For longing in love
When touching is yesterday.
Here and there move with the touch,
Leave when parting is sweet
But clings to no named place.
Here and there are together and apart;
Are we and we once were.
Look in the empty room,
The misty mountainside,
And a thousand hidden heavens;
Love remembers those, but
Calls home only
The here and
The now.
Current Mood: cheerfulcheerful
Current Music: Khachaturian - Gayane Ballet Suite