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There is a boy,

and he is beautiful.

Full brown eyes,

and plump lips worth kissing;

You

see him, and he sees you,

but not into you.

He doesn't even know who he is yet.

His soul is young,

is searching, and looking forward

to finding out.

 

There was a man,

equally beautiful.

Full brown eyes,

and lips you were kissing;

He

saw you, and might have seen

into you (through you).

But he didn't want you to know him.

His soul was hard,

had tired, and looked forward

to nothing.

 

There was a time,

when you looked forward

to everything...

to anything!

...letting blissful ignorance

lead you...

when you could still explore,

like the boy explores.

 

Now you look forward,

not looking at anything—

wondering what to look at...

wondering if it's too far away.

 

The boy would make you

wish the man

would let you go; to find some

other boy, who wants to know

you—

Wants you

to know him.

But the boy, too,  makes you

miss the man.

The man who knows who he is,

who he wants to be...

He—

the boy,

doesn't want you.

 

 © 7/14/2012 Koda Gallegos, All Rights Reserved

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