my moon
By kevin
my moon, pull me tenderly to your breast I feel your pulling deep inside, and you smile at me. that quirky friendly smile you are my friend - I respect you, yet you mock me! what can I do? that you will notice me? my life is a flash so unspecial to heavenly eyes yet; I love and am loved! I create and am created! what more can a human be? perhaps I am special, or are we all? :Your heart is big enough for two, :Your eyes encompass my race. help us lead ourselves to glory, O mystery! Written December 15th, 1999 © on Jun 25 2000 06:05 PM PST, Kevin Watt 0 • 12
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