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Last Updated 10/31/2001

Trying

I sit against our oak tree
eyes closed, day approaches.

I feel the ghost of your kiss
I open my eyes to find myself alone.
I sigh and dream and dream,
hoping to hear the shadow of your love in my ear
hoping to feel your lingering touch
hoping to smell your hair in my face...
Nothing.

I open my eyes again
to see you cross the hill
coming toward me ...

I smile, as my stomach
boils and rolls and twists --

I laugh
and look you in the eye,
and lie.


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