Friday, February 29, 2008

I am not talking about him

I could sooner banish you
from my thoughts
as learn to
breath 
without air

You hem me in
before and behind
yet enlarge
my borders and 
horizons

It is true
nothing compares
to you

I'd risk it all
rather than give
up even the
thought of you

Rather than live
without your hand
on my shoulder

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