Special places
are
where I always go
for
my peace,
for
my excitement.
They
are places
I
have yet to be
that
yet wait to grab me,
and
places to which I cannot return
—except
in thought.
Most
sit fixed;
some
float free;
home
need only be my family.
Special
places
are
sometimes spaces,
some
places time,
sometimes
wine,
someplace
lonely in this mind of mine,
sometimes
everyday,
sometimes
new,
sometimes
little,
sometimes
much,
sometimes
solely in the touch of you.
Special Places
Bob Komives
Fort Collins (c) 1995 :: Special Places :: 9506
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