By Gala
Date: 18 September 2000
No Fear
I must be insane
to not be afraid
of what you have wakened inside me,
a trapped bird---
(the size of a condor)
a skittish colt
(all legs and soulful eyes)
a chorus of bees
(all waiting to fly)
and I have been too sensible,
too smart,
too damned focused
my entire life
to be sitting around
for hours
wondering what your kiss
would taste like,
and if you really would
bite my lip softly
like you always say you will....
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