Wednesday, March 11, 2009




If I stopped thinking
for a while
and put my passions aside
Could I reach you still?
Will my wordz enter in
to that deepest place
you don't reveal?
In your understanding
of my thoughts
I have felt as though
I were laid bare
and my heart in its
fragile beating
pulsed warm blood -
that blood that is my love
upon your hands
because you care...





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