Thursday, July 15, 2004

sincerely

When we spend time, life takes meaning
I cannot recall better times with sweeter taste
I see myself in your space laughing always
It was only a few days
Together talking and even less
Holding you… but it was too much
Too much because I think how great you are
Making me feel welcome
You are whom I enjoy
Funny with swift wit
Tender and strong enough
Without me
It’s late, I know
And letters are words not actions
But I miss talking with you
Your character directs me
To see you more as a woman
Less as an object of want
Fun and free
Honest in your speech
About who and what you feel
It’s wholesome
In a groovy way

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