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Published:June 17th, 2008 11:00 EST
Poem: Maybe

Poem: Maybe

By David Richardson

I thought I knew the color of roses

until I saw the side of your face.

And now I know that beauty resides in our hearts.

And your touch could sustain me forever.

Your little laugh and bony knees break my heart.

Maybe I can someday love you.

Maybe you could someday understand me.

Maybe you will stop breaking my heart.

Maybe you will just reach for me.

Maybe.