Saturday, January 04, 2014

there is a grief
that i never speak
about

there is a sorrow
that goes on and on

there is a you that
i keep inside me

there is this joy
that i only know

there is this life
that i keep on living

no death wish for
now
as life is exciting

there is a hand that
i have never touched

there is a mouth that
i have never kissed

there is a tongue
that i long to play with

there are arms that
are bound and

i am thinking and dreaming
and loving

how to unlock a room
in the castle
how to kiss the beast
how to make the flowers
grow again

there is a self in me that
you have never known
there is this love that
is kept a seed

there is a poem that
will always be
will always be
in the making

there are breasts there are
bodies there are minds
there are hearts

there are leaves that keep
on falling
there are always hungry
worms
in the waiting.

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