Month: January 2001
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“it’s what my heart says that is what I listen to, it’s what my heart feels that tells me what to do”
Today I was asked what poetry was and I couldn’t help think your eyes. Eyes that seemed to penetrate me with every passing moment. Eyes that I wished would never leave me. We were given a moment to think about the definition of poetry and I kept thinking how your eyes danced when you smiled.…