I am Filled with appreciation
for a nacent love that you
always showed, for that love
with a comforting maturity.
I have become like a small boy
who on seeing a beautiful fly
watches it with an innocent look
where appreciation jumps with love.
where the fly becomes a part of
the boy himself and
the boy becomes the part of the fly
where lies that ultimate intimacy
and where lies the height of love.
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
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