Transported Poem by Daniel Trevelyn Joseph

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He asleep brushed his lips full on mine,
Travelling in bus at night with students,
I could not help, I came.

Was lecturer in college then,
Have travelled a long way since,
Stopping, starting, changing.

Thrill has receded, still in need
Now and then, frequency reduced,
Strength is ebbing, It is time I went.

Monday, May 5, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: strength
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