Jan G. Otterstrom F.

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Often I have imagined you
sitting at the window
wondering when
will I come, sails
on a distant horizon
imperceptibly drawing
closer, our last times
moments together
vague memories
the imagined more real
than what had been
moving nearer, into
clearer sight, finer light.

Juan G. Otterstrom F. July 4, 2014