Sandra Feldman Poems

I think alone,
I dream alone,
I love alone
I am alone.
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So much to learn,
So much to read,
And yet,
One indispensable vital need,
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Sensitivity,
Reminds me,
Of the flickering light
Of a candle,
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I never give up,
And I try not to lie,
Can't understand,
Being sly,
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Emotionally yours,
And forever wanting
The utopic presence
Of your smile.
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How deep romantic feeling,
Our lives can often change,
A look, a touch and reeling,
Our hearts fully engage,
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The world is so polluted
With mental and real soot,
With hate and murder
Violence, silence,
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What is Love?
The same thrill,
Over and over again,
Undying till,
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Poets are magicians
In case you didn't
Know,
They paint and feel
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Lucky those
Who intensely feel
The song of Love,
And its appeal.
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