"someone speaks"
someone speaks
(still, somehow brushing sensually against my heart)
with only a word
(only a haze of electrons really
being most unpleasantly
the moment's most unfair lens)
an instant's look captured;
gazing calmly
(into me)
not unlike late lovers
yet somehow, not the same
bidding me closer
begging my senses
binding about my heart
(tentatively)
tender threads of thought
i sit intrigued
(ensnared)
and smile
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Welcome
to my fledgling attempt at establishing a web presence.
It's a
simple enough task to
meet someone and take their physical measure. Discerning who
they are is another
thing altogether.
Illumining the intricate recesses of the human heart and soul
oftimes requires a light found
only in the heart of
another....
Come
then, and wander 'mongst the echoes of my heart - its'
triumphs
and tragedies, its'
longings and listlessnesses, its' joys, and the pain those same joys
make inevitable. Let my truths
remind you of your own, and
help you remember what Creation never forgets - we are all kindred, if we but look
to our hearts....
Jeff
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