Sunday, April 29, 2007
Together
She said he said,
they took a walk,
almost forty years ago
and later, today,
they sometimes
become one
and sometimes two
or three or four
wondering where
the time flew to,
or, if Einstein was
right, where the train
was, and which train
they were on, and
where they were,
when the
lightning struck
like cupid's arrow.
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