Trapped In a Moment of Separation

Sweet sounds… music and the night.
It almost feels as if everything’s alright.
Is it?

Light tunes… a note and a little bass.
There’s nothing that could take your place.
Is there?

So many miles away… we lay alone,
Thinking of each other and talking on the phone.
Don’t we?

Honey… it’s just a matter of insecurity.
But that’s just not meant for you and me.
Is it?

I know you think of me… as I do you.
Spending time together, there’s nothing we’d rather do.
Is there?

Trapped in a moment of life… separation.
We hold on with hope, love, and desperation.
Don’t we?

7-26-1994 Tuesday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: God loves and lives.

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