Monday, March 2, 2009
I Learn How
In your light I learn how to love.
In your beauty, how to make poems.
You dance inside my chest,
where no one sees you,
but sometimes I do,
and that sight becomes this art.
Oh that's lovely, you. Just lovely.
March 9, 2009 at 11:18 AM
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