Monday, March 8, 2010

What proof

Poem by Marc Aupiais

I hold your sign,
The light red, turns green,
I think of you,
Stubborn as can be!

I wish you were here,
I wonder where you are!
I want for you,
I even kiss your picture!

Where are you,
Can you hear me?
I'd shout and scream,
Just to find you!

Embarrassment gone,
Desperate for your touch!

I dream for you,
I search and wait!

I am part of an estate!

And I wonder for your truth!
I ask where you're like me?

I wish for you,
Her who understandeth me!

I wish for her I sense
inside, all around...
The pain within my soul
My very weakened heart!

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