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I Wonder

The wildness of the years
can't pacify what I need to hear.
That you want me near
 & 
dear
That our naked skin isn't to demoralizing & unclear.
My body can't stop quivering
when you are near.
Do you want me mOi for me?
or
 what I have called you 
in ecstasy - dear?
I want to see you smile
know it is worth my time
That my mind
body
soul
aren't being used for what you consider yours alone.
I am who I will always be
Someone that feels 
bleeds
That has so many ideas
won't be caged.
I can see myself in your eyes
although... are you such a prize?
I think not 
but then again,
I want someone
that's real
&
won't weigh me in.
I like to laugh
sing
&
be who I came to be
but are you whom I came to see
when you roll your eyes at me?
Can I call you names
&
not care insults are exchanged?
Have a glitch in my facsimile
&
see you in the tapestry? 
&
I wonder. . . 

J.M.
(12-8-08)
 

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