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                <title>when the world's away</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 04 May 2006 07:58:54 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ as the rain splatters the windshield gray<br />
it's hard to keep my thoughts straight<br />
winding their way to you<br />
through the days and the fleeting memories <br />
always to you<br />
<br />
~<br />
<br />
can't bring myself to a sense of release<br />
'cause when the morning light dances across your pillow<br />
I'll never know how long the moment lasts<br />
before I'm in another land<br />
another place<br />
<br />
creeks slip under bending willows<br />
bare feet teasing luculent blue ripples<br />
stars take turns dipping into the pool of shimmering black ink<br />
then leap back to their capacious heaven<br />
to the home I don't belong<br />
where they write down between fugacious clouds <br />
the myriad wishes I've made on silent lachrymose nights<br />
when the world is away<br />
<br />
hoping you can hear my whispers rise with the wind<br />
outside knocking on the glass panes<br />
let us rewind the magic of it all<br />
like fading creases in time<br />
carefully folded into my heart<br />
folding into the thousand white cranes <br />
flying over the old swing oak<br />
leaving childhood laughters ringing up to the treetop<br />
up and over the boundry of innocence<br />
here neglect is just as poisonous<br />
<br />
how much longer can a dream hold<br />
stand with its wispy frame against the incessant stares <br />
selfish claims, material things, human mistakes<br />
<br />
your eyes stirred brushing sleepy dust off your long lashes<br />
my world righted itself in your perspective<br />
another night gone by, how many are left..<br />
<br />
~<br />
<br />
now only a blur in the review mirror<br />
the past past without much of a notice<br />
destination unclear, down this barren path<br />
I can no longer tarry under the breaking sky <br />
walk me home. ]]></description>
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