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were tears
left to dry
I’ve forgotten my placeplaces I am
and remember only
your smile

as proof
of submission –
to find you again
in the softest
surrender –
this staying
a while

a truth
so familiar
as once I was yours
and knew not the taste
of goodbye

light
has a way
of returning us home
– love gives us
reason
to fly

Author’s Note: Inspired in part by a dear friend’s post –
http://betweenpoles.wordpress.com/2013/09/02/%e2%98%b8-dharma-%e2%98%b8/#comment-8159