oh.one
originally written 08.20.02

(so far, this poem is untitled...not to confuse this with other untitled poems in the future, this one will be referred to as oh.one--as in "01")

beautiful girl,
i never got to say
the words i wanted, the way
i wished you to hear
for i feared
that nothing would change.
now rearranged are our lives,
and so we try
to experience extensions
once beyond our comprehensions,
but learned from the lessons,
less scared of what we feel,
with care for what is real.
a chance to release
a piece, some peace, a part
of this heart held back,
away, for days, weeks,
months...but not withered weak...
a chance to look at you
in a way so true, the
way i wanted to for so
long...and maybe see
your eyes throw a
look back into mine...
to feel so find, so
sublime...it
only took time...the
time is now, so how
will i react to the
fact that i may let
my hand land in
you hand?

(don't mind me...i'm experimenting different approaches to my writing...)