it seems I'm always waiting for an answer
an answer to a question that I haven't even asked
myself yet
a chance to escape from this place and go as far
away from myself as I can possibly get
a promise,
a promise to pay for a privilege that seemed so long
ago denied me
an encounter with the truest form of love that I can
come up against and somehow conquer even in some small
way as it and its offerer conquer me as well
Heaven
Heaven in my opinion is just two steps behind the door
marked 'Rapture'
and acceptance of reality is a must that like a lie is
foggy and often hard to get over and or through
yet, when one does reach that lovely other side
across the room from loneliness
and unrepressed despair
ecstasy becomes the only exception to the rule
and love brilliantly blooms unblemished, hopeful,
and tearfully ever lasting...........
(written July 9,1993 9am)