Better or Worse.

Distance, quiet, empty
space,
Lets take a walk in
that special place,

Do those things we
used to do,
Lower guards, open
up, no masks, just
me and you,

All the fears, all the
hopes,
All those smiles, and
the little gropes,
Down, slowly, those
contours, fast as though
slopes,

Walk some more, talk
some more,
In our place, in that
space forever
more,

Die each day when you're
not near,
Want, in every way, to hold
you near,
In that place to express you
love and fear,

Good and bad, happy
and sad,
But happy in the heart,
Walk some more to fix
what's come apart,

For better or worse,
'til death do us
part...
-END-
(C) D.C. Chapman
10/18/2012