My Third

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    • I don't write in structure. I don't write often. I write when and how I feel.

    My Third
    I feel you moving deep inside.
    Your face unclear to me.
    Who are you to make yourself known in this way?
    One day everyone will see.
    You will be here in a few months time.
    Will the rest see you...the way you will see me?
    Life will be hard for I am not beloved to them.
    My deepest joy will be if they will see you for you, and not for me.
    A few more months and everyone will know that love happened twice.
    I feel you moving deep inside,
    Your face is still unclear to me.
    One day everyone will know you.
    A few more months then I can hold you close.
    Your my third love and your fathers fourth.
    I wish you to know I love you no matter who knows. 

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    Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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