Years searching through endless haystacks
getting pricked by needle after needle,
wondering how they could be so easy to find
and so hard to hold on to
One day, finding the sharpest needle of all,
but one fashioned from the softest gold
which cannot puncture even hands as soft as mine.
To hold something so pure in my hands
when we have hugged,
even for a few seconds,
filled me with absolute happiness

03/08/2001

Posted on 09/27/2005
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