Sunday, May 9, 2004
My Brother At times, I see you, my brother, We are one, And our souls smile at one another. On other occasions The space that separates You from me Is as wide, as powerful, As devastating and beautiful, As the ocean. Shimmering in the moon’s light, You call me like the sea. You are the very tide... Sign in to see full entry.
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About this BlogAll poetry, mostly my own original works. Also, maybe a few of the quotes or excerpts from the writing that inspired the poetry.Links |
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