I am melancholy man, your closest friend,
your greatest hope, your most precious love,
not the one you hate, not one who hurt
you, not the one who didn't care.
"See me, feel me, touch me, heal me . . ."+
Look at me, understand me, reach me, touch me.
Don't let me languish, finding only emptiness.
Only love & faith hold me together, without you.
Two walked away, not caring to understand.
Now you approach, peering intently, wanting.
Reach me, touch me, hold me, caress me.
Most dear one, I've loved you forever.
--7/12-13/07
Autobiographical, poetic commentary emphasizing compassion,
ones search for truth &
that which cannot be found except from within…
Consider well the altruism found here (to the great chagrin of 'detractors').
©Copyright 2006-2022 by RK, Planetary Poet Laureate (of the end time)
Friday, July 13, 2007
Reaching forever . . .

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