If a hug was a way to cure your disease
Would you take it?
If the kiss would keep you from passing out
Would you hold it?
To make you happy from being sad
To make you face the eyes of pain and hatred
To sacrifice every bad emotion
So every kiss and hug you may grasp
Holds you, takes you
Passes through the womb of clarity
To fortune tell your lovers quarrels
So you may stand before yourself
Holding your beating heart carefully
Amongst the others beating
Saying only the two words
That render the powers
That only you control
The powers that bind you
The words once spoken to you
Uttered faithfully by your elders
Spoken down now
To the kindles of lost loves of the young world
The words of many a daring
Upon which love stands, you cry
Would you?

10/24/2009

Posted on 10/24/2009
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