Time of NowA Poem by Chase
In shade of the riverbank
upon a blanket spread they rest. His fingers trickle through her so short hair like water on rock. They laugh and they talk of things that won't matter ten years from today, For they are living during this moment. They are laughing in this time.. The Place of Now. © 2016 ChaseReviews
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3 Reviews Added on August 5, 2016 Last Updated on August 5, 2016 AuthorChaseStillwater, MNAboutMy name is Chase. I love writing and find solace through it. Feel free to sift through my myriad of words and tell me what you think:) Constructive criticism is welcome! more..Writing
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