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Wednesday, December 22, 2010


The sweetest joy the soul can know
The saddest weight
The heart can rear
The pinnacle of ecstasy
And the valley of despair
The sharpest knife that ever cut
The healing spirit unparalleled
The burning desire to touch
And the deepest need to be held
peals of laughter ringing out
A well of tears , unshed
Like running  in ti the fire
A waiting  heart that bled
The suffering torment or rejection
And the  hot relief
of returned emotion
Angry words and hasty actions
the softest whispers
And tender Passion.