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confession

this is the space of truth
the one answer i never gave.

i love you every day
every hour, every minute
i love you when i am walking
on the street
in silence
i love you when you hurt me
and i do not have to know why
i loved you before we met
before i started knowing
your name
and it sounds like a blessing
i love you in my ear

i love you and my tears
they prove how much this
body
is made
for turning away.

This poem was written by Eliza Simon on Feb 29, 2008.

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