Still I'm here and believe, I alone shall not leave, the door to love unattended, inspired only and never ended.
Still I know thy very soul, of which I see its every goal. If thy world were only mine, I seek but shalll never find.
Still I long to have thy touch, belong to me...I ask too much, for a whisper of hope that you might see before thy life gets the better of me.
Still I'm here and believe, I alone shall not leave, the door to love unattended, inspired only and never ended.
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Reviewed by Paul Maron (Reader)
Reviewed on September 8, 2003
What a beautiful piece! You say so much in those 4 phrases. A rare gift. I've heard that poetry can be a window to the author's heart and I have seldom gazed upon sight as lovely and moving as beheld here. Thank you for brightening my day
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