Unveiling the Hidden Depths: Discover the Identity Within G. S. Katz’s Poem “It’s Who I Am”
Ever get that curious feeling when a single scent or a whispered lyric suddenly fills a hollow part of you you didn’t even know was empty? It’s like life’s little cajoling—flattering your senses just enough to make you pause and actually *feel*… the void, the vibe, the city’s heartbeat. This piece? It’s not just a poem; it’s a journey through those fleeting yet hauntingly familiar moments—cool breezes at the window, hints of yesterday’s cologne, that first sip of something glowing with promise. Wearing black ‘til the brink, it’s a deacon of passion calling you home, reminding us all that even in urban freneticism, there’s a pulse that sings just for you. Intrigued? You should be. LEARN MORE.
cajole
flatter
fill the void
of your emptiness
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