Wednesday, June 29, 2005

Love with a metaphysical sprinkle

It strikes at me
that light
as I travel
as I work

Contours
that maintain
integrities
that I've
beheld
since I was

a kid in love
with someone
who did
who wouldn't
who couldn't
love me

No one ever knew

Really, no one ever knew

of why we know
the things
we know

No more

Please no more

the kid
that prevails
the heart
that never
let go

from a shell
closed and
never spelled
the words
of a lover's
smell

2 comments:

CaptainGoldStar said...

no more what

Anonymous said...

no more
please no more
being tortured
by a woman
whom I will
never have