long forgotten

trust, as I feel your shape, in my hands
love short and without name, a white sheet,
as my eyes behold truth in your name
between now and then - eternity-
you as I speak in a language long forgotten

Poetry by kath
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Written on 2008-09-01 at 10:11

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Rob Graber
Wow, that closing line is so hauntingly romantic. Great new pic too!

Dan Cederholm

Wonderful reading my friend
I love the short form in this text
and there is no word to much