Monday, May 4, 2009

A busy day, a short poem.

Today was a full day. Somehow I found time to write. Now I'm tired. Drained. Too lazy to create complete thoughts. Still considering starting that other blog. Until I make a decision all of my pieces, small and large, will continue to go here.

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I want to have a conversation
Without peeling back the words

Without eliminating the ones that beg
For physical contact, a safety precaution
Because they make me seem desperate

I want you to touch me

1 comment:

  1. Wow. I love the need for raw communication that's expressed here. "..without peeling back the words..." Wonderful!

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