Let us be seatedin the silence

Of this autumn evening

And speak softly together

While the leaves gather round

As families round the fires and

embers in the sky

Of our mutual passing

Our mutual deaths

Our mutual dreams

So lay back

Smoke up

In the mind of our long, last surrender

Put your feet upon the high

of our pasts

Stretch out

And sink into a memory

Of me

Of you

Of growing up

Lets fondle the images of adolescence

And let us love

and cuddle

And smile

And let us touch the tender lace

Of that shared face

Of the mutual memory

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