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Here you will find the writings of the poet Theodore Waterfield

Where We Meet

I wish I could take you
from the last line of my poem,
and continue on.
For that’s where it all begins,
to find my way to a friend.

Someone to share my confusion,
lead me through the moonlight,
decipher messages in the sky.
Where the growing of the world
is a gigantic sound,
spread over such a distance,
you can only hear it
with your ear pressed to the earth.

That is how a poem or song
like lips holding a kiss,
to form the word of love
with another,
the line that ends
reaching out
to continue the song inside you.

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