By kevin urenda
Date: 8 April 1999

The poem of my heart

sometimes our love is not 
a metaphor
it really becomes poetry.
there is beauty in the
web of it.
The hurt can make
for some amazing art.
Happiness is much more 
of a craft -
you really have to work at it -
and with attention to detail
it not only presents a
lovely picture of the thousands of words
but each word is beautiful in itself
threads of the syntactic tapestry of us.

4/2/99



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