Sliding Thoughts

We are…

Even I fall
slowly down
when I hear words from
the other half of me.
This is true, I know
and yet somehow
you and me are not
you and me.
It is not for now,
it may never be.
The words have made tears
sorrow and joy combined,
in this, what I dare not see.

Posted in Poetry by sholeh on April 17th, 2005 at 10:24 pm.

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