Eugene Issaus

24. If - Poem by Eugene Issaus

you can walk directly in front of me
and at this moment
my heart is pumping fast
my eyes going with your pace
and you leave
and you leave an image inside me
an unfeeling image

you can respond to my call
and at this moment
my heart is aching (hard?)
my mind going with your voice
and it leave
and it leave a response inside me
an unresponding response.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, March 22, 2006

Poem Edited: Wednesday, April 26, 2006

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