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a stable of unbridled goodness

such a poem doth bring

to the eyes, to the heart

to the tear duct's reddening

ring

was it an epic or an ode

my mind is not trained quite

well enough to convey

but love and longing

saturated every line

and I was enchained

enslaved with the hooks

of my every last

captivated dream

a chariot driving, God fearing

mad, sexy sorcerer of a man

you more and more become

you tempt and you tantalize

with but the sweetness of

your words

seeping into my

blood stream like the finest rum

as intoxicated as I am

by your heady mix of poet, troubadour

fiery lover and a scientific searching

Solomon

praising me in a near Napoleonic wave

of ache filled lament

you rupture my poor heart

so beautifully supreme

as you fill it with your treasures

of love's luxurious furniture

so selflessly sent

only through your eyes can I see

a pale reflection of all that you

seem to see in me

does that make me

the feminine Narcissus

or a mere enamored woman

who loves THE sad

who loves THE solemn

who loves THE solid

and with a mercurial measure

and whispers her prayers of

thanks into the very ears of God

for sending me THE' s way

in such a unique and benevolent manner

for with but one unlikely introduction

through the most obscure means

two souls were saved

through his tender twining of

our two oh so similar dreams

and this sir is my full response to THE.............................

(Nov. 12, 2009 615am)