How do I miss thee
let me grope the ways
allow me to lick your candlelight
and seduce you at any stage
(of undress that is)
with pen in hand
I sketch your enamored eyes
with the talented aid of my
deathless longings
the drizzle of the day
love depicting compromise
sweet rain of blessed want
wash me worrilesly ever away
carry my salt of self to your
salacious shores of love laved
glory
malign me not my love
for these flippant feelings of
dismay
for cope in her ill fitting harness
lunges to bring us even closer in spirit
and I am wish himself in the isle of spring
suddenly seduced
sore to the core
yet still
so in love with that ache
I hear whispered in your voice
such strange strangled moments as these
pet me melancholy
so worry for me not
nay this moment be never more
smile for me instead
that beautous smile I so adore
for soon without my you
will I be not again
since I've lived to better know
our love is love
ah, but just as well
when is still when...........
(written Jan. 31, 2002 345am)