Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter

Friday, April 30, 2004

Me Creo Que

I am meant for this...
To keep forever what's
in my heart with
need and pain, from
the absolute numbing
to the fire of wanting
a touch. Your touch
could ignite
everything I hold deep
and dear, trembling and
open only to one man.
Your truth has been
a complicated one so
difficult to gather,
to piece together
yet truth the same,
in sincerity.
I think that
hope is the one thing
left worth holding.

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