All of these recent posting, the poems at least, have been only to keep up with past work. People have asked me If I'm actually feeling what the poems say I am. Remember all that angst you noticed in my writtings Meg? This is it. Just my way to get rid of it I guess. Most of them are nearly a year old and A lot has happened since, many things have changed. I still don't know if for better or worse but at least things have changed.
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An unwanted theft of a privilidge I enjoyed. That soft touch now turned stone cold.
Why have you left me untouched? Why am I to leave without a glimpse of what I used to have?
You give me no reason, the way you closed your eyes and looked away made me see how far you really seem to be.
Whatever you let me touch and all I've already seen, has been turned into something forbidden to me.
Why would you ignore me all this time? A year will pass and all I'll is an almost forgotten memory.
But a sudden awakening; tears being shed in a much rehearsed ending have changed my mind. You have opened my eyes and given me sight again.
I have your tears on my fingertips, still warm from your cheek and still pouring from your eyes.
A face so small carrying so much pain. Nothing ever has been given to us from a better hand.
June '05
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