Courage and truth favors the brave.

Only cowards write

Iím afraid to forget you

I write.

I find a truth in you 

I canít stop the

Force of my hand to embrace

My pen and start again the

Sublime communion of a

Continuous presence that

Could only be acknowledged


I write.

I am not your servant.

I am not your companion.

I am not your audience.

I am not your critic.

I am not a confirmer of your sense-of-being

I could but will never be.

You donít need my laughter.

You donít need my mockeries.

You donít need me

 I write.

Only cowards write.

Iím afraid to lose you.

I write.




Violeta M. Gloria





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