Bob's blog...
I stretch out and read
reflect for a while
and hear your voice
and your laugh...
I burn with your words
in the length of their punch
and feel the heat
of your pen...
I twist in the heat
the passion and truth
and try to breathe
in the steam...
I try to relearn
try to confirm
and check out the truth
of your thoughts...
I stand on the side
feel the ripple and edge
afraid to show
who I am...
Joy Weare,
18th June, 2012.
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