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Belonging

We never really slept,
Just buried clocks
In the sanctuary
Of night

Every time I moved
You moved with me,
Winged eyelashes
On your cheek returns a kiss

Small spaces of silence
In between borrowed breaths
Arms tighten
At the whisper of a name

All the words of the heart
The unanswered questions
Are at this moment
Blue rolling waves

Tonight our souls rest
Fragrant in spiritual essence
Candle-flamed, undamaged
Utterly belonging.


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Poem Belonging - Eileen Carney Hulme
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