Monday, September 8, 2008


If we could speak,
without confusion over-bearing
and drama scripted
by our pasts
what would become of us?

Were I but welcome,
I would write a world to you.

Were I sought
perhaps this time, I’d stay.

Were we ourselves,
how would things change?

1 comment:

  1. I have to agree :)

    It is hard to find people who are themselves.