at your shoulder

at your shoulder

if I could pen
another time
another place
another year

where you and morning
lay along my shadow

catching up the day
with both hand
to overflowing

if I could pen
that time

would you slip time-less
near the edge of sleep

until I woke you
to see birds
coming through the clouds?

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