You are here <br />And I am there <br />And we two meet <br />In some odd place <br /> <br />In-between <br /> <br />We share our verses <br />Tender litanies <br />Lovers lockets <br />Dangled from a silver thread <br /> <br />I give you all the diamonds of a half-remembered dream <br />You give me flowers <br />Still fragrant from a meadow turned to dust <br />And kiss the incorporal air <br />With an assurance borne of time <br /> <br />Your face is like the mermaid <br />Half-myth, half-truth <br />Till suddenly you are gone <br />Disappearing in the ocean <br />‘Neath the waves <br />That wash the sand <br /> <br />And I once more <br />Stand alone <br />And aloof <br />And listen. <br /> <br /> <br />(Previously published in Rustlings of the Wind, Whereness Issue, Sept.2000)<br /><br />Laurence Overmire<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-betweens/
