One day more,One day less.
I Here Now
She there then
We Everywhere Sometime
On the very edge
Of a breakthrough.
I , stepping precariously, with the professional’s eye
just avoiding.
She , playing at it, so secure,
no risk there.
And we?
We, our we-ness, never ever exerted itself beyond an intimate caressing,
A wrestling match.
And so we live our lives extrava - gently
One day more, one day less
One day more,
One day less.
© By Vernon Goddard
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