Borders

I’m crossing these borders

Bending the self-made rules

Scratching what was said, and my head

Space between you and I

It’s not an answer

Sent to us from Gods, Spirits or Witnesses.

Nothing exists to me

Reality is gone

Physicality never was

No shock to me

That my heart will never be the same

Since I fell in love with your beautiful hue

© 2006 David Greg Harth

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