| Cindy: | Clinging to the past [or] anticipating the future – how much of our lives to we really love in the few moments we have? |
| Don: | You expect an answer to that question? |
| Cindy: | No. At this stage in life, the only thing I really expect is death . . . |
Those Moments
Whenwearenaked
andalonetogether
the world outside
no longer exists
Onlytherotundityofyourbosums
andthefragranceofyiurwumb
have vividness
Thosemoments
wearetogetherthe
universebecomes
a wondrous place
Ah - I wish
thosemoments
couldbecome
thesemom
entsandalbondariesbet
weenuscouldbeer
raised.
