wish I might believe I touched you
I wish I might believe that it’s true
my soul doesn’t lie when I pick up the pen,
there is no separation. there is no spin
the words I speak in poems are true,
yet do they remain that true to you?
You somehow see beauty but do you let it in?
Is it an open or closed heart I try to win?
With my words may your heart be purged?
From my art do you feel our souls merge,
or am I just now dreaming,
that what you say has meaning?
Beyond not wanting me in pain,
but not touched not changed. all the same.
If it means nothing.
when it reaches your ear,
than it is nothing.
it's not there.
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if it means nothing to you don't reply...
Written April 13th, 2004
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Love..it is a crazy thing..hope it works out..thanks for sharing
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