Sunday, September 23, 2007

the river gives

a woman at the party
looks intently at me
I want to be loved
her statement unresponded
I turn away

try to teach my kids
not to say
I want

about sweets hot dogs movies
had she been my daughter
words would have been many

in a river the rumour goes
there is gold along the shores
everyone searches
no one gives away an ounce

unlike gold
love is not to be wanted
become that river yourself
give it all away

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