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Monday, April 06, 2009

Distance

Catch the dying ray of sun 
And swing out over the ocean 
like Tarzan 
While the water sprays your feet 
And flying fish snap at your toes. 
Swing out to the sliver of moon 
Meet its wide smile with a bear hug, 
outstretched arms 
Then cast into the vast space around 
A moon rock as easy as they come. 
And if you follow its path 
You'll see it leads to me: 
tiny speck 
Standing down below on earth 
Just a stone's throw away

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