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for the love of a good woman

to what links would a man go

to offer his roses in a rainstorm

while wading waist deep in raging rivers

through an over grown jungle

carrying along his own heart in a thorny cage

at the chance of being thwarted by those in

opposition to he and his newly unearthed love

desire is a mean rider

whether in the form of

a lick of lush lips

or a quiet eye's sudden storm

or a subtle change in voice

that only a love sick heart has the ability

to decode all on its own

the night is a fevered ally

the crest of a new morning

a fleshed union

a spiritual covenent

sealed by the bond between

the bodies that laid together

in breathless entanglement

the night prior............

( written Sept 18,2006 930pm)