.echoes.

a million words flutter about my head like confused butterflies in a summery haze

4.30.2003

peering into your head
i always noticed enigma
i guess you could say it sort of defines you
.in a sense.
but you have always been intriguing,
the way you left a piece of you
to tug at my heart
every day since you left

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