VerseTime: a child of curio

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curio
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my heart soars with a will to know,
eyes wander like a nomad, searching,
the fingers linger, touching and feeling
it is not unimaginable, a mockery of mind perhaps
may it be intangible like an unreachable dream, but
it pulsates, grows, unstoppable like air in the lungs
there it is, always there,
waiting for acknowledgment, playing hide and seek
it goes, on and on,
a beginning at its end

ailend. 2010/09/25.

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