I like…

I like the days when they are you days
I like reaching out…
with fingers spread like


And… I like the way I fly about
attempting to speak
to others, but end up leaning
again, against your skin.

And I love your changing face
eyes alight with what
ever it is,
That gives you that electricity

I like the walks
the hugs
the kisses
calm and warm and soft
                                    I love the laughs

April ’05


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