Friday, April 17, 2009

The Difference

The difference between alone and lonely.
Can you hear it?
It sits between my hand and yours,
my thoughts and yours,
my house and yours.
You can hear it in my voice.

Friday, April 3, 2009


She was a thunder storm.
He was a spring rain.
She made love,
while he fell into it.
He whispered truths
while she sang lies.
She was s
pent,
but he spent time.

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