I live and work in Toronto, Ont. I came to the city once 30yrs ago and fell in love with the sites the sounds and people. I have been writing poetry for a least as long. I want to explore love with words that try to define that which is almost undifineable.
Tuesday, September 05, 2006
Nothing to say
I have nothing to say when my voice is with you My feet can think of nowhere to go but in your direction
My words lie lost within my pockets my pen is yet to get out of bed
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