Where do we go from here?

You ask

As I stand bent

tying my shoes

Dusk descends you say

Rest we must

What’s the point?

I say

we started with lethargy in our bones, anyway.

Where do we go from here?

you say

as we sit there

drinking in the aged sunlight in solitude

Where do we go from here?

I say

as our hands lay content in our laps.

Where do we go from here?

 you say

as you lie down and start counting the shy stars

Where do we go from here?

I say

as I rest my head

on the edge of the cliff

listening to the wild snoring beneath.

Where do we go from here?

you say

as you set up camp.

Where do we go from here?

I say as I light the fire.

Where do we go from here?

We go onward and beyond,

We go home.

…now that you’re here

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Ria and her love affair with reading

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