days not our own

being with you
is not life, but a stolen season
of blue skies reaching out to infinity
and of laughter and sun-drenched mornings.

we steal a fragment of heaven
every time we’re together
and someday
we will find the missing pieces
enough to build a paradise
to call our own.

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One thought on “days not our own

  1. Brian 1 October 2016 / 9:01 pm

    I like the quietness.

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