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Saturday, March 7, 2015

Your Shoulder



Your Shoulder

If I could close my eyes and sit
with my head resting on your shoulder
in this time and space that is ours
with only our breath
and our words to speak
or to be silent
If I could listen
beyond the chatter of thought
to the memory of your voice
as you let me linger in stillness
trusting that you are here with me
now
and I am always safe
it would no longer be 
a daydream

 Angela Minard 2015©

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