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By sarah Submitted by sarahsehee Date: 2002 Mar 02 Comment on this Work [[2002.03.02.21.41.31130]] |
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On seeing you but not being able to touch you Winds of emotion stir, restless, awaken the senses, sharp and bright, drinking in greedily, heavily what is necessity, what is longing to touch, but forbidden to have. Emotions like restless autumn leaves blowing in a box, confined and restrained. Emotions on a screen, tender but static left wanting. Living through voices, images. Living on sight alone is nothing when the hand cannot touch what the eye sees. |