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13 February 2009
night swoons
again
without you
no crowded light will reveal
your presence tonight
alone
I must seek you
in each passing face
once your distance
gored my breast
but now I tire
endless betrayal
selfish sorrow
did I ever love you?
was I loved by you?
love?
all I know are my hands
and my weeping heart
Copyright © 2009 Charles Fry
castle in the mist Bakery Square dreaming of you airport black and white It must have been a dozen years since we last spoke. Trudging down the street. one more day my guitar hands what a night. Why did they need both the Atlantic and the Pacific? as this morning's light the king