Our Distance


Our distance is a human conception
I am many pages ahead
My feelings elude this deception
Society keeps it unsaid.

There is a truth that I conceive
Due to my perception
I’m curious to know what you believe
But I fear your reception.

You are in my life but still distant
Maybe I shouldn’t grieve
This would all change in an instant
But nothing’s up my sleeve….


12-21-03


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