How much do people over use the word love
When in reality never use alone enough
Because that is what we are
It is the middle of the night
and the glow of midnight
lays by my side
Though it pains me not
for freedom
is to welcome
being alone
fearing nothing
becoming whole
There is this midnight glow
on my side,
but I just moved
it is on my back
it follows me
it gives me
my choice
my answer
and light in the night
when there would be none.
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OMG! I seriously cannot wait until you publish "Killing Trees", your book of poetry will always be sitting on my coffee table! Gene, I cannot tell you enough how talented you are and how gifted you are. You have so many dimensions and the way you see everyday things is so appealing! Midnight Glow is going to be a favorite of mine!
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