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gathering the petals for the pail as I am

startled to notice my mind wondering towards

a certain man

a hubris of pathetic preoccupation

I chastise my heart for its seeking out

the distinct lines and curves of your face

a hint of something extraordinary peaks

a golden notion that I've known you

as cleverly as before

yet not nearly as fully as I could

subtlety was never my strong suit

a tenderness within prevails

I'm captured by the sunlight of your heart

bathed in that delicious warmth

I find today's shade without you

unbearably cold

perhaps I tell myself you will

arise in the morn to bathe me in

your warmth again

yet crushed in my own disbelief

I think perhaps not

I have made too much of you

and the day is no longer so much

as mine as it is yours to do with

what you will

and it is here where I notice

some quiet trespass of grace

a subtle change from a mere

looking forward to our next

exchange

to 'A Sudden Longing'

for that one moment that will

never come

and in that

tomorrow

she stands

ever the beautiful lover of grace

that she is...........................

(written June 20,2006 852am)