Under Construction Poem by Mariela Contreras

Under Construction



I see you,
But I cant understand you
I smell you
But I cant figure out the scent
I feel you
But your touch is not warm
I hear you
But I am not listening

You were the light,
that is now a shadow

I am free

I give thanks

Thursday, April 17, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: thanks
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