in a rain forest
under sun drenched skies
of nautical blue
I remove society's well common
worn mask
and with tears of gold
streaming from these rivers
that mark my eyes
I relievedly confess
I Love You
the echo of my very own lips
summons courage
to turn from the fear
so to better trace
the gentleness that laces your own
words
as it weaves its own form of magic
around my heart
two shattered, disillusioned searchers
meld to create for these mutual frank
confessors
a happy medium
hemlock of the hurt heart
burned at the stake of a former
vacuumous void
to celebrate a moment of rebirth
of 'Hope's Rise Again'...........
(Jan. 11, 2000)