you touch the deepest spaces in my heart
cavernous passageways
lending their depth to the
sanctity of hope
that, they are
and make them glow
that warm oh so attractive color of amber
how is this?
a man I really hardly , truly know
in the greater prisms of life's infinite folds
we really only have the vision to
elaborate and bestow
concepts of goodness and our own unique
perspective on the truth
to others we pursue to know
such seductive things
when you think about them
attractions and intrusions on
plains and scales in such variety
that they captivate the enchanted
by the mere outline of their voracity
feed on me life, they seem to say
and to those of us who
forever hold a pen
that is a call we cannot help
but have to hear
then proceed to heed
with great conviction
and such Joi da viv
while upon this field
we are our word
if nothing less of that
indeed..........................
(July 27, 2009 459am)