sábado, 15 de novembro de 2008

something

I don’t really know what this is,
a feeling I like, a presence I miss…
is it good or is it bad? real or just in my mind?
is it by nature a secret or something I should find?
something long expected arrived finally…
or is it something else entirely?

I am sure there is something there thought,
(and something important it must be)
because as I was thinking of you
there you were… thinking of me.

b. b. booker
fifteenth.november.twothousandandeight

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