I love you


Within whirling visions of why
and totally encrypted
within an aroused crawling
across the weathered window fault
I foresee all that I am not
and dare all the rest
to find it's own peace
amongst what goes on
and what is no longer possible.

Truly incorrigible ways
cringes at the touch
of just one word
pointing at just one
and only one
perishable smile
whisking it's intention
all across the known
universe.




Poetry by Bob
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Written on 2005-12-29 at 23:41

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