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Then will it rain? Wanting to talk with you I went to your official residence and many people met me (staff, relatives, followers, tourists). All of them spoke of you but none could introduce us because you weren't there. They said you're not there very often. Well... maybe you're out walking somewhere and if I walk enough I'll meet you on the road. Maybe if you walk and I walk until we're both tired and thirsty we'll meet each other at the well. the water-fountain. the bar. The river. Then will it rain? And will we stroll together with our tongues out, catching the cool droplets and laughing? Janet ------------------------------------------------------- Janet Jackson <[log in to unmask]> Poems at Proximity: http://www.proximity.webhop.net You cannot love alone -------------------------------------------------------