a timid lightening strike
fresh blown morning dew
something awakes inside me
i never know which way I'm standing
but this kiss holds the power to help hold me together
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Written June 21st, 2003
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very visual, i like it, i loved the title of the poem:), its hard to imagine a timid lightning strike, but i guess, no noise? lol!-rk
