Poem: Conversation

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Conversation Love is a long conversation, savored with a friend, looked at from differences Value buried in point of view Like conversation, suddenly withheld, isolation brings a kind of madness No ear to hear the words I speak, or voice to give a needed argument So speak to me from where you are and let me hold your words like your face, held in my hands Gently, lingering in your life The conversation need not end for want of things to say, to hear Distance hasn’t cut away our need to speak, to write, to touch, converse

This poem is included in Jim Freeman's poetry collection CORNER OF MY MIND available here in print or as an e-Book in your favorite formats.