I wish I had been gentle, like you.

Careful, the way you were with me.

If only I’d had your faith or had

simply understood.

I would have sensed our wellspring runs deeper,

coursing under earths crust like the artery of

some greater purpose.

Three words, I love you,

existing without definition.

Through time and distance at the speed of thought you are always with me.

01/07/2003

Posted on 12/01/2017
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