Emily Rae Robles

the paradoxymoron

Together

You and I are only a moment
Only a glitch of consciousness in time’s stream of perfection.
These stars—are they laughing at us?
These hills—are they crying for us?
Your hand in mine is warm and alive,
but in a closeness that will soon evaporate.
I have hope
for a time in which there is no time,
for an eternity in which there is no fear of eternity,
for a togetherness that will never end.
Sit with me now
and let’s cry to the stars
together.

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February 5, 2011 - Posted by | poetry, writings | , ,

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