you wanted romantic
I parry to profess
such pledged confessions
your gentle iron clad heart
so full of erotic fumblings
I shall step forth
to strengthen mend and guard
as well as I can muster
such marvelous intentions
and release to you
these winning ribbons
I have sashed
if there is any emotional
profit to be made
in the sky of such sun's womb
I shall locate the key piece
to such free admittance
and surmise quite assuredly
that there must be a well of
magic's warmth
scattered upon the moon's own
mountains of vital attraction
I have access
leading hopefully unto
some true artistic realm
I spare no nod for great
achievement though
from ashed thought to these
reminents of shear poetry
for I am only the manual
stirrer of such culdron of
depth and spiritual insight
these miles
they do not walk me
these streamers of elongated
thought
mere shards
of a seaworthy heart
golden nuggets
from a cachet of sweet hope
those of which
I shall never forsake
in whole or part
our compass in this life
remains belief
shimmering recognition
deep within
stands tall
we feel the click at some
level of connection
from one yet fully revealed
position
near tear streaked moments
hope starts feeling a little
dashed
veiled in brushed off sneezes
unashamedly
with heart in a somewhat
uncomfortable sling
I think just may be your
unprepared reaction
to my offered words
and perhaps
even me.........
(July 20,2001 715pm)