June 5th, 2002

barometric waffle linguists (pic by me)

Heeding the call ...

Something is telling me to post this now. It's been in my poetry archive for years now, but something inside me is whispering that it needs to be said. Perhaps it will help one of you out ...?

Incidentally, I wrote this poem six years ago, to the week.

To One I Never Knew

Thank you, Love, for the times I've stared
at darkened walls, and seen your eyes.
For the times I've sobbed on tabletops,
and found your shoulder absorbed my cries.
Thank you, Love, for the times we've talked,
and my mind would tell me your replies;
For the lonely, dreamless nights we shared,
When the sheets sang me your lullabies.

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