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he who keeps a mindful eye upon my softly sleeping sense

suffers no rigid reproach from his remarks made when he

chooses to straddle such a high fence

nary does the mind with my soul differ in any remotely

dark nor desperate degree

when defensiveness drives her hardhearted bargain

pushing temptation itself to a worried and weakened

knee

fear of the unknown beats a berated path to an imaginary

door

though I know its never been locked I'm still not so clear

on exactly what its for

perhaps its a safe house for my pale sometimes thin

skin

or just a way to get out as others attempt to get in

rarely does one get to see such a shocking yet poetic

surprise

where logical thought fails, emotion seems destined to

be on the up rise

and I work hard to smile ever brightly through all the

tears and lies

for I alone know that on the inside lives a loving

woman even when I'm only viewed on the outside as just

another one of the guys............

( written July 27, 1992 pm)