a quiet lovely misery comes so softly to call
such haphazard attraction need not be
the blazen beginning to all
terrific endeavor
why not ye be for me
a shawl
laden in my shadows
mills the intermittant flaw
I am already so happily taken
why must that so shockingly gall
to journey into trepidatious waters of
juggled for
struggled for
joy
sea softens the myth that three
makes only
a remarkable parody's ploy
as succulent as they seem
these thoughts weigh heavy
still so betwixt by what I saw
verses
the pleasures of the content
that circumvents the latter man involved
is he a restless rogue or a wounded love
does he beseech my heart
for the treasure it is
or like a well honed hawk
prey upon
a gentle caring dove
uncertainty and certainty vie for
such emotions' prize
lost in the lapse of my own inertia churning
I pale at what I can no longer deny
my sweet, sweet GOD,
forgive me this day forth
but I do so tenderly love this mentioned man
breathlessly, deathlessly
and without artifice
yet I do not know why
but you my lord do
for this heartache of ours was there
written in your book
long before we came to be of
this earth
or knew ...........
(written April 22, 2006 415pm)