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kiss me

among

the most crisp colors

your mind can create

I hear your love

growing

don't you know

the purity of want

is never too late

Desire

the mixed drink

of the senses

gives clear vision to the

continuous vacancy

where love is concerned

your heart

is as lonesome as a

highway

in the dead of night

but from its chilled chambers

a bonfire of love still burns

I so miss this you

who mentally hugs me goodnight

you are the ageless muse

that gives my swoonful pen

wings for flight

I imagine your love is like

a bruise

so noticeable

brave

and tender

the humor so warm in your

soul

speaks to this love buried

beneath my heart

in even its winter

so touch me always

with the gentlest brush

of your honesty's own

fingertips

for I think just now

I need you to never go away

and reach for me always

even from the clutches of death

forgive me please

for such morbid admittance

but poetry for me

has always been

my one true way

to say I LOVE YOU best

in this case with you

its no different

just deeper

I must confess

so to you I fully give

this Bruised Rainbow

of my own battered love

to do with

as you wish.......

(July17,2000 845pm)