I saw the love, when from
The mouth of my lover
Came words opening doors
To endless images
Of the same. Repeating
Gently and openly.
Such endless gifts of balm
Easing aches deep within;
Ending the insistent
Quiet fear of being
Unknowing I am loved.
Friday 15 February 2008
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