BoundA Poem by Joy MurphyWords approach me
As I think of you;
Words that hold
A meaning.
A meaning,
I am just beginning
To understand.
A web spiraling,
Winding,
Seizing.
This is love;
Being caught
In its folds.
I fight to no avail.
Your eyes hold me;
Here.
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Added on July 24, 2009 AuthorJoy MurphyAboutI've been writing since I can remember. It's a hobby and a passion. I'm always looking to learn new techniques and to receive constructive input to help improve my writing process. I love to read. I h.. more..Writing
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