By B.K.
Date: 2002 May 16
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From Behind the Rhyme

If you whispered my name
I would hear it
From outer space
Feel it from inner grace
Tingling up my spine
Melting my defenses
It’s lonely here
But I feel your mind
Trying to sneak up on me
From behind
Smack your face for me
Then meet me in rhyme
We'll keep singing love songs
And turn cartwheel smiles in time