without ending
and in the all around
life
the way we move
across the waste land
how we touch beauty
within the shell
where love shields its words
so we listen
touch feelings
inside our hearts
lost once
found
in a word
a lovers touch
as life writes
a novel without ending
Poetry by kath
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Written on 2007-03-04 at 07:38
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