Love poem of the day:

(A thought...)

A green checkerboard driveway reveals...
A green expanse of song that is dulled by
concrete - for what we know from experience may
prove to be concrete.
And where were we? - when that tiny space in
time
allowed us to be parked on the green grass of
heaven; allowed us that place of
sincerity - where
were we because when we weren't there I know
where
we were...we were separate patches of grass
separated by concrete blocks of a driveway...

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