Sunday, 16 March 2014

Buds wither




I am tempted to requite.
But I don’t.
I am excited to share
But I refrain.
I am aroused to be held
But I don’t.
Non-action does not
Mean non-intention.
Fear forbids, rules
And eventually kills
The spirit of my love.

 The more civilized, the more deprived.
2.12.2000

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