No Room Poem by Melanie Walendowsky Baker
No Room
Love is so elusive
and I can't even
see myself.
'What's the point, I ask? '
and somewhere there's
a 'none'.
Love is for those
who can see, feel, and be.
There's no room here, Love.
You're just not for me.
(Itajaí,26 April,2009)
Sunday, April 26, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: april
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8/29/2026 7:06:39 AM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
excellent 'those you can see, feel, and be', , , , ,