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at the sight of gently falling rain

a single tear rolls down one chilly soft cheek

the beauty of the moment witnessed in the mirror

chokes me up so I can hardly write or speak

to be mysterious is considered terribly trendy

but to love so desperately that it swallows you up

whole is position wise much too bleak

this penchant for multi-perplexion is beautiful

while standing from the side to witness its peaking

though whispered words of potential encouragement

isn't exactly what I'm single handedly seeking

all the splendid gorgeousness surrounding this

current situation doesn't take away from the original

fuss

handling such deathly silent waves of loneliness

on a regular basis indeed for me has turned out to be

an actual plus

I can taste foul flavors of dissatisfaction

to the point of complete and undeniable distraction

my one true inspiration is my very own pleasure and

personal heartache

I won't divulge the name of my confidant and soul mate

simply for the anonymity of the party involved sake

this shaky feeling of unease

is the hardest I've ever had to try and shake

in the unstoppable path of what must be done

I won't stand in its wake

acting like nothing is ever wrong requires a lot of

practice while standing in front of the full length

mirror alone

you see, I've never really been into digging too

deep beneath the surface until you meet the essence

of the shell and stone

I dig only just a little bit

with slightly curious hands

just enough to see the outer limits of one's true

inner beauty

there I stop to bask and bathe in it.....

(written Aug 25, 1991 pm)