A Foray into Time Travel and RomanceA Poem by Jason Henryforay because i don't talk about time travel and forgot the semantics of romance...Unconsciously, you created conventional space And played the cosmic strings But left the portal, For the wormhole is portable.
As you traversed the continuum Your face remained unmistakable, Your proximity to light sustained your youth. I've felt the unkind centuries since you left. But you left the portal, For the wormhole is portable.
Now, as oxygen tanks are long forgotten Similarly to society's subspecies of a son You breathe tropospheric delicacies But you reside in the blue, indigo and amber. An incandescent body which lacks fever And a boy eager to study it.
Ubiquitous Girl - the image in my portal: O how the hours have been good to you! Let us put this thirteen year old wormhole aside And enter the future. God bless the portal, And it's drop dead gorgeous wormhole. © 2008 Jason HenryReviews
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6 Reviews Added on September 29, 2008 AuthorJason HenrySomewherelse, JamaicaAbout"Some moments are nice, some are nicer, some are even worth writing about." - Charles Bukowski, War All The Time more..Writing
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