Anchored [poem]

It was a strange place; here and there, but nowhere
We were alone, you and me, and a hundred more
A place called home, but I’ve never been there
We laughed and conspired; kids on a playground
Two fools agreeing to secrets left unrevealed


The world wasn’t right; tilted the wrong way ’round
Gravity stopped. My heart rose without a clue

I was anchored and couldn’t fly to meet you

(c) 2006

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