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:: Saturday, April 19, 2003 ::

yo yo yo....so i'm finally gettin' some poems published...hehe...well it's only at uic but hey it's a start, eh?

this one is somehow too emotional for me to finish so i had to end it short.....i'll probably add more on later.


half way home
In a half-lit room

souls are dying and healing
simultaneously
the senses of the body replenish
pain is the first to come
comfort seeps through
a broken window
in the form of unrecognizable cries
the mind forced to learn
the difference between want and need

half way home
half way home

may God give you strength.

***
this one is for u pete....i still hate it :-)


i watch him like i do the stars
Amazed, in awe

captivated by his words
drenched in optimism
he has not befriended pain
merely shook hands and passed by
he walks gently in the footsteps of angels

i watch him like i do the stars
Curious, adoringly

to him things are perfectly flawed
beautiful reality in every laugh
he moves to a beat
within himself

i watch him like i do the stars
Mesmerized.


***


we casually talked
as our souls danced.
nervous glances
meeting one another’s eyes
green, speckled with bronze and gold
didn’t catch your name
I was too busy preparing mine
a pause between subjects
unawkward as our bodies connect
touchless intercourse
deeper than the contact
of our unlike pigments
neither of us seized the day
our fingers crossed
as we walked separate ways
searching through the crowds
hoping ruthless fate
will be kind to two connected souls



stellar lady:: naughti 11:49 PM [+] ::
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