My companion
Emptiness is keeping me companyin these beautiful rooms
Called you on the phone
you have enough
with your own anxiety
In the kitchen the pink geraniums are leaning
out, towards the light
In the drawing room white orchids
are exploding in unrestrained
flower clusters
What I have
it is here
Nothing prevents me anymore
Nothing, except the inexperience
having my time
to me and
myself
Poetry by Onwards
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Written on 2011-06-19 at 21:57
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