what has been learned can never be unlearned
yet it does not have to be lived or believed - it
can stand on the sidelines - waiting till the reason
why it was ever taught comes to light - then it all
flows: the moment in time when the lesson was
there, the reluctance to know it for what it all was
i recall the thoughts that ran through my head
when i first encountered each love - how the summer
went so quickly, each page read twice: those
summers formed me like the loves i have had
i miss the books and know where to go to find
each - as i know where to go to find each, yet
it is better, the reason is better than ever ....
