By kevin urenda
Date: 15 June 2000
your vote
hoping in some way
that my words
like smoke
would obscure the deepest feelings
that even I am afraid of
I select only what will represent
my heart and soul
like glad handing politicians
asking for your vote
of confidence in
what meager effect my
love gives of itself
when I allow it
but a few unguarded moments
only to take away
what is real
06.15.00
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