By kevin urenda
Date: 29 May 2000
the words
the words do not write themselves
they come forth whole as fully formed
emotions and colorations reflecting
who I am at this moment
they are immediate
they are as real as the skin I live in
they are a part of me
and therefore a part of us
and yet
soar as they might
painting brilliance in the hearts
of those who read them
they will never hold you
they will never kiss you
they will never love you
as much as I do...
05.28.00
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