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Wednesday, 4 January 2017

You saw me.

This . . .  is something new I'm trying out. A poem, yes, but I know nothing about poem-writing, and so this is just for me.



You saw me.
In, around and through me,
Your gaze punctured my soul,
your touch made it whole again.

We connected. You felt it.
You embraced it.
And then, you left.
Disconnected.
No explanation.
No goodbye.
As if, I wasn't worth it.

But you made room
For a greater person.
Another man
who also saw me.
But differently.
He touched me, we connected.
And once again,
I was made whole.











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