Posted by 10derHeart on February 5, 2005, at 0:26:49
In reply to You dropped a file..., posted by Susan47 on February 4, 2005, at 19:12:51
I don't come here much. Too chicken. The last time I lurked on this board, I read things you wrote and
I cried.
Kept reading.
Cried some more.
Tore myself away.
Back and forth.
Don't read.
(but I have to...)
It hurts too much.
(but it feels good to hurt...sort of)
No, I can't. It's all too true.
(but I must)
And so it was.But tonight
Tonight, dear Susan
With these five simple lines
You have touched me so deeply
In a place I usually keep protected
I am a lover of words
I live for their beauty, rhythm and power
But I am now utterly lost for them
You took my breath away
It's five little lines
It's intimacy, longing, wistful memory
grief sadness adoration
It's five little lines
It has pierced my heart.Oh Susan. What did you do? How did you know?
poster:10derHeart
thread:453394
URL: http://www.dr-bob.org/babble/write/20050118/msgs/453517.html