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FROM A STORM CAME WE
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JOURNAL #27 so pierces
the tender skin of such initial intrigue
this precocious pirate
aboard a familiar but lavish ship
christened with the name La Glittering Attraction
boullions of priceless conversations we greedily horde
anxious marauders are we
steering through
dialogues of the delicious
amid choppy waters
of the vanquished and misunderstood
our bounty
a sweet interlock of ageless innocent word play
filled with enticement, subtlety and tease
ravagement and muse
its so beautiful to laugh so free
to step out of the usual role of selves that we wear much
too comfortably in society
taking on the very root of each other's candor
toe to virtual toe in readied stance to parry
speaking so easily in the suspended forum
of the timeless CHAT
to just think
a ravenesque romp
with the likes of a loose limbed French man
enchantment personified
oh to just imagine it
makes even the bones keen so sweet
what a bold and emblazened idea indeed
why just one too many parlez vous and I could find myself
falling into a most heady fascination with you
while the poetess prowling within
is greedily lapping up this highly
unexpected rendevous
in her own brand of psychotropic way
sometimes the throb from the dance never
asked for
can be sweeter than the ball called life
that every moment has attended
for its there that the captured bird
sees not only the open door
but the reality for just such a cage
but still I must say
merci mon cherie ami
for allowing me a glimpse
at the glories of men
still left unbelievably for me
upon those gingerly trodden paving stones
of my yonder years
yet note quietly today
the mysterious little smile I wear
from the very thought of our quaint encounter
it will never wane
not for a moment
not for an aeon
not for the millenniums to come
your name
in my mind
forever flashes
in the most brilliant of neon
BERTRAND..........
Sept.27,2002(915pm)
