The last of crystalline truth drains from my glass
words I have never said ring in my ears
The reality of time opens before me
Everyone of those moments make me smile
Words shared show me life
Standing before me in a fascinating package
Amazing without knowing
Kindness without trying
I don’t want much
But I do want
My book is open to those I endear
My footnotes I keep hidden
But no longer will I fear what I do not possess
Truth shall be accepted or forgot
But it will be true
It will be free
I will be true to me
I will be real for her.
Friday, July 15, 2011
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