REPLY*

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JOURNAL # 40

'Reply'
how that remarkable little word
spoke to me
decorate this page
for his mind's eye
conjure warmth up
out of bowels of
this forsaken nothingness
a man in his words
is but a festering wound
blessedly the poison
is gone
and the serrated flesh
consumed
and now in all his beautifully
faded scars
he quietly glows
love is a beautiful cure
it encourages peace
to hover
as empty former moments
it soothes to amend....................
(March 18, 2011 1009am)

Author's Notes/Comments: 

written for the man who has captured my enchantment and made it his own.

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