I missed you and didn't even know it.
You've lived deep inside me for so long.
Hidden even to me.
The slow drip of you became a pool,
now a river with a current getting stronger.
It is you that has driven me.
I don't even know your name.
It is you that I have desired all my life.
It's funny that it comes to me as a child of 37.
Today I wept for you.
A selfish act for me.
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May 2,2003
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