Sunday, May 25, 2014

Poem: it is still here— (December 27, 2008)

it is still here—
only for me it is clear—
but I must call it “old”
as our drama gets on different stages
our bodies on different pages,
our precious hearts—while—
carrying the same madness inside—
then, we grabbed a part of the old somehow
telling love is not about whether—

December 27, 2008

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