Friday, June 14, 2013

I have wandered

I have wandered
as if on a mission
I have wandered
lonely as a cloud
I have hated myself for love
I have hated myself for beauty
I hated myself for nothing

and you
I have loved you
for nothing
but your fine ways 
and your diction
and the way you hold your 
head when you smile

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