ADORATION BORN

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JOURNAL#23

you

in

unfathomable myth

where little darkness prevails

true sunlight

even without eyes

words touch hearts

and longing hustles

old dreads

right out

of the for front

of my thoughts

captivation

takes on new meaning

sweet preparation

holds our hearts

spellbound

in less than a blink of an eye

both our lives could collide

and one sweet mutual hope

could test its wings

and we

fledgling

want to be lovers

that we are

could gloriously fly

or crash and burn

into an as yet

indescribable future ............

(June 14, 2000 10pm)

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