of lives
I keep no memory
but the seed
that once was love
and the need
to know
what touched me so
I’d fall
again
again
. . .
again ~
20 Sunday Sep 2015
Posted in Poetry
Benjamin Grossman
Starry-eyed Writer, Cautious Philosopher, Hopeful Romantic
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