2004
You know….
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You know what kills me,
Right now,
The needs,
The being yours,
Inside my head,
My heart,
Can’t break the code,
Punched in numbers,
Programed mind,
to need this,
killing me softly,
needing those things,
like kisses in darkness,
and wonderful dreams,
like making love in the morning,
and hugs in the shower,
and midnight snacks,
that take hours,
cooking dinner,
on this little stove,
watching flicks,
that never grow old,
laughing out loud,
beautiful sound,
breaking down,
over something,
over nothing,
but having,
a hand to hold,
a voice to hear,
an ear to listen,
someone to help feel.
I really need to say to you,
That in all of this,
I love you,
and I love you,
A million times over,
in more than a million ways,
in lovely friendship,
in truth,
in all of this beauty,
and random joy,
in all of the laughter,
the tears,
anything at all,
even something small,
terrifying madness,
brilliance beyond measure.
You give me this,
and so many little wings,
to help me ride away.
PS. That link isn’t to this poem.. it’s to my live journal. Just wanted to share it. 
