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Wednesday, August 27, 2008

fonder heart

when care no longer suffices
we open our hearts to the deep longing
of this present's crisis
when talk becomes mundane
we struggle to make special feelings
never seem plain
when we accept this distance,
we embrace the hurt from its resistance
bear the consequences for refusing
to accept the consequences
then love begins to hurt
and the heart beat becomes an impatient race
to the core of our religion -
our religion of love
then hopefully, we've passed the question stage
we continue to fight and embrace...
this deep longing to
see, hold, watch, gaze, feel, touch
look, want, stop, give, take, go

2 peculiar people said...:

Chizoba said...

With the dark background and stuff, could you lighten the font color? U want blind me b4 I finish the poem?


- Great stuff all the smae.

Chizoba said...

Hey - Hae you got a subscription thingamawhatsis??