Monday, June 7, 2010

What We Felt

I guess we've all
Felt like this:
Like undisturbed afternoons
Like salty fries
In sugared shakes
Like floating masts
In soaring sailboats;
Free from cares
And ready to give
And everything
To the one who keeps us
Up at night
Writing poems
On stacking pages
When we should really
Be asleep
And I guess we take
The drenching storms
The aching emptiness
The desperate tears
And the start-all-overs
All because
What we felt
Was beautiful.

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