Beyond The Now

Past the stars…

Past the heavens…

Past our presence,

Beyond the now,

We exist,

Nothing more perfect,
Nothing more complete,
Nothing more passionate.

Our bodies,
And minds,
And hearts,
Have established
A special place…

Known to none,
But you
And me.

Beyond what is
Or understood
By the rest of
This mad world,

Beyond what we
And longed for…

Beyond even
Our dreams.

Resting there

And knowing,
That our old,
Empty lives
Are gone…

That we will never,



© 2017 W. C. Stacia, Jr.

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