Thursday, July 30, 1998

New

All summer long I reveled in my well-thought new heart
not sure of your intention but I wanted the truth
I trust this lack of confidence as I trust you
This is how things begin.

Without anyone, I feel lost. Maybe just lonely.
Distraction good enough for awhile
Now distracted from my distraction, my heart confused.
Bring me back to that place of freedom and trust.
Naivete.
July 30, 1998

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