These are but vain attempts to express, by one who wears her heart on her sleeve. Words, much like love, can be ever elusive... ever frustrating... like trying to paint a million stories on a single canvass. If you will read, please do not ask. Just feel. Or at least try to. The meaning is, whatever you have felt to be there, or the lack thereof :)

Lingering thoughts.

Lingering thoughts
Are fingerprints in the mind
An imperceptible shock wave
That nevertheless disturbs the consciousness.

It is a thought that's unshakable,
    Impossible to ignore
Like the soundless whispering of a gentle breeze
It moves the heart
    And makes the spirit

- 7th June 2001
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