And as you sat across from me-
One of your eyes looked empty,
wanting,
slightly malnourished.
I realized that I want to feed you.
Drip by drop,
Until replenished-
the light from your soul's eye
Echoing back a recognition
of the rich emptiness between us.
Would you accept this?
My offer to cradle you past
the boundaries that once divided
so painfully...
Or would you turn your face away,
Laughing nervously,
Knowing,
And afraid that I can see through
that veil you call
Serenity?
all we can do now is wait.
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
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