Friday, February 4, 2011


I stand
in front of this love
Electrified, by Peggy Garr

How deep,
how strong,
how soft,
its voice can be heard
through the miles 
and the waves of the sea
that separates us
Its sweetness
like the song of a nightingale
on a moonless night,
Its sadness
so thick,
like a cloud of rain
in all shades of gray
Its power,
sparkling like  a firework...

I stand 
in front of this love
that came 
when I was looking
at the opposite direction
when I had only imagined
that I had loved before.... 

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