Monday, February 22, 2010

Verse: Concession

What does it matter
if I am only loved at night

when all strangers are known
if only by their touch

you know who I am
so this will be fine

only do not let me
succumb so soon

I can always
sleep in your daydreams
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  1. AnonymousFebruary 23, 2010 at 9:22 PM

    I love the whole verse, but you have an exceptionally strong way of ending all of your poems ~ I eagerly anticipate the final few lines (but never peek.) Dani ddh77

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