Her kiss tasted of star
kissed his cheek and kissed the sky
The night drew his face
written Their presence in the wind
was our farewell
Seconds time does not count
he is already part of the whole
His graduation my detachment
take comfort in knowing
That all continues
In the place where time
wiles of the ego Detach
tears Once
I could kiss the sky
© SJM 2009
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