Sunday, November 06, 2005

AGAIN

because you come and you go
one minute you're real
and in another, you reel
round in circles, round in circles
I follow, I lead
and in the embers of our passion
I wonder when and where
the circle completes and sends you off
again...

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for words
are all I have...
no big bucks,
no mansions,
no pillars of gold
come the day when I'm too tired and too old
I'd like you to say of me, "she wrote".

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