Wednesday, May 23, 2007

I Loved A Poet Once

I loved a poet once.

Not the man nor the body that housed him.

The poet.

Romanced, seduced, inspired by his uncultivated ability

to place words one by one

beautifully on a page.

I loved a poet once.

Not the person nor the flesh that held him.

The poet.

And someday perhaps they'll ask with eager ears

"tell the story of your heart's first love"

at this I'll just smile and simply say,

"I loved a poet once..."

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