by Alyssa Bella

Created on: April 25, 2009

I want a time without a place
Home imagined without a space
Where addresses will not affirm
These two might love, two might yearn

He's in the rain this April night
She's under stars, no cloud in sight
Holding hands, mountains between
Waking, tomorrow, it'sclear where they'vebeen

Truth, in his grin, she wears one too

"I'm happy," she says, as if nobody knew

"Goodnight and good morning," avoiding goodbye

Conversation beats on, hope breathes a sigh

They've found a time without a place

Home imagined without a space

A heart, awake, can take you there

If brave enough, search out the stair

A door slams closed, the rain hits hard

A tired man lets down his guard

For one more walk, for one more word

And place is suddenly absurd

With palms faced up, he'll catch the rain

And he'll hold hands with her again

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