The Song Unstrung

The magic of you is that
Your poetry is a song unstrung.

I look at you and cannot know
What is that beautiful armor –
That outer shell.

Or how much patience, tolerance,
And sighs it takes for you
To get through just one single day.

by Suzanne Bronson on Sunday, June 15, 2008

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