Monday, September 21, 2009

Transformations


What have I been searching for but

A love to transform me

The voice inside would cry

Look here, the love you seek will not free you

I continue the vigil

Waiting to be saved

By someone else you say

Slowly, quietly I have learned to honor her

And then quite simply one day

You were there.

K. Pilapovich


:the drifter and the gypsy

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