8/11/12

On envoyages to a friend Part 3

A gem of creamy white
did I touch tonight
it softened me
to open it
to work the adhesion
till i'd made a lesion
for the words to bleed out
Too many here to count
only to breathe
and read
And maybe through osmosis
hear the faintest heartbeat
the cherished nourishment
of bonds and kinship
_______________________




It was a beautiful letter
for its simplicity and care
in a time where I'm sure
The heart wasn't there

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