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Te Amo (Love, Love) To read this silence
To understand fleeting instances when eyes meet eyes
and then find a blank wall excuse
and pretend that they never met at all
To know for certain
To divine the secrets of two shy children
who have faces made of ice and steel
but cast sidelong puppy glances across the playground
To know your thoughts
To be a letter on a scrap of paper you pushed aside
on your desk studying the wrinkles
as they crossed your face, deep in thought
would be a plain paper parcel from Heaven
"All my best, God"
would it conceal a blessing or a curse?
wow this is beautiful, youre really talented
huh? I really don't get it.
P.S~> i wrote some new ones so check 'em out sometime.later kid.
stephen~> as always amazing.lol. i cna't think of any new adjectives to use for your poems becuase well i have a relaly bad vocabulary so yea. well anwyas. it's beautiful. and keep writing i love reading your poems more then you know.