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strong, confusing words
push pull moments
of talking but not hearing
of touching but not feeling
we both suffered the same wound
your ears could hear only
your own voice
and mine heard little else
my wound you attempted to
patch up only to ignorantly
tear me another
but we ironed out our spat
we plowed through
this miscommunication
through all that
in caring mutuality we made
each other better understand
time is not our enemy
but the necessary ingredient
for healing two wounded hearts
that have long now longed to blend............
(Sept 1, 2011 1038pm)