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    COMING BACK

    In gleaming dark
    Between pendulum swing
    And rising sun
    He came back to me
    Sweet as any child’s summer
    Yet confused and wondering
    Recently born of death, eyes forever concealed
    Searching for an asylum
    Smile to memory and song
    Laughter and genius beneath willow
    The hot night, breeze hiding it’s cool
    Faith is new and willing
    Moving with fresh attraction
    But the event is so far removed
    We can never go back
    Innocent hard floor
    Nothing will keep adolescence from stumbling
    Or the ghosts from knocking
    And him coming back

    RDS
    THE SECOND





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    Dreams of the dead...can be a comfort or a wake up call. Nicely captured, TS.

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