Sunday, December 30, 2007

Hurt - I


A lonely impulse
Acting on what you
Never knew

A fleeting glimpse
A flash of what you
Never show

A small gesture
A smile and look you
Never share

A small enigma
An attraction you can't
explain

Our eyes meet as we consider,
The strange nature of our desire.
Our ends are as near as we are -
Galaxies apart.

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