By Me, April 18, 2009
You are the answer to my loneliness
But you elude my touch, my eyes, my ears
I can't hold you
I can't look at you
I can't listen to you
But you can hold me (up)
You can see (all of) me
You hear my (unformed) thoughts
I rest in the utter fullness of
The knowing of me and
The accepting
Saturday, April 18, 2009
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Very nice, Rachel.
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