May 23, 2009

When I am no

longer You
will not love me;

fundamental
logic blooms dearth
when I am no longer You,

Save You be no
longer Me;

freedom inhales
thee blooming
everywhere;

but fundamental,
logic glares unlovely.

Posted by nancy at May 23, 2009 10:52 PM
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