Monday, November 9, 2009

Unrequited


















Walk lightly,
March swiftly,
Fill the air with the
Loudest silence,
Penetrate the cracks.
March forward,
Tiptoe back.
Gaze softly,
Glance sweetly,
A gesture,
A word,
A look,
No more.
Quickly gone,
Swiftly flown.
Tomorrow ends
In the middle
Of today.

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