when I look for you

when I look for you
in days rushing ahead
I sometimes find you
hiding in the fleeting hour
with I you know and I
that constantly falls in love
with what you see in me I

I am the sudden you in me
the soft I in you seeing me
the quick touch gifted with I
and you in I
onion peeled days
of a shrinking shore

see me here flying
se me here dying
I am a see me here
in days of justifying
one more laughter
with I here crying




Poetry by Bob
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Written on 2014-12-14 at 00:44

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This is so tender and so touching, and yes, so sad. I can feel every word you are feeling here. This is beautiful!!
2014-12-15