Friday, September 24, 2004

Dear

Dear Sir,

We all grow older
and in the first scent of dying
youth you see reality.

Just let the air settle down. ---

Dear Forsaken,

If you only ever came in last,
know this;

In my letters you are the salutation
and the body
and the closing binds you to me. ---

Dear Friend,

If you never have another place to be,
you'’ll always have a home with me. ---

Dear Lover,

Who were you
before you were mine?


Love to last the journey,

C. E. King


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