Untitled Poem #-20

Posted: May 21, 1992 in Poetry
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the impulse is to touch the heart;
just a gentle breathing
with a mist of poetry,
enough that if read to one’s self,
you would read it over again,
and maybe cry a little
to see the same beauty that I see in you.

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