Piccola Scimmia Poems
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I've Come Home
There's not a moment,
As peaceful, and so close,
As when we're sleeping.
Looking for the warmth,
Of one another.
Looking for confirmation,
Of the presence of the other.
I look more forward to,
That gives me so much peace,
And not a moment,
That puts me so at ease,
*Original version from September 16,2011
When knowing somebody’s told a lie,
Never confront the liar with the lie.
Instead, graze what’s being lied about,
Then observe the person’s rebound.
You will learn more about the lie and the liar,
And will recognize easier next time, a falsifier.
For if you confront the liar with the lie,