A glance, a touch, a town away
I've told you all I needed to say
For now.
I regret no longer and will not look back
Or ponder the 'what ifs' and 'if onlys' that were left to chance
Time has a funny way of ticking away
And leaving you behind to face the day
So I'll take what's rightfully mine
In a glance, a touch, in present time.
*March 07
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