Fear Of A Name - Poem by Robert Hiers
Fear of a name increases fear of the thing itself.
But I haven’t been afraid of the thing, only of the name.
I haven’t felt free to say the name; for you or for me.
I have been vague.
Words like Maine, Paris, and London, and Italy aren’t clear enough.
Wanting a life together, to awaken with you each day
– to love you, to pay attention to you as I want;
These desires can only lead to single question, which only you can answer.
You can choose to turn the page now, or later, or not at all……
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