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sweet, sweet man on the northern Pacific's coast

don't you know that its only of you that I so

delightfully seem to boast

a true God send perhaps that you are to me

in the mere mortal shape of an indeed quite handsome

man

but looks mean so little to me as little as say

the snow white sheets worn by the clan

a mere mask to protect or often more so simply

a certain image to project

you give a voice to my reasoning's quiet sweet insanity

which to this even I can not wholeheartedly seem to

object

why, I miss you even now while you are inevitably still

out there

explain this displacing puzzle to me

why do I falter so miserably in my aim only not

to stare

what I see in your gentle yet resounding lover's voice

is exactly the same as to what I hear spoken from

your all too seriously photographed eyes

a man who is so easily swayed to evade words that the

braver pen writes and puts to the page

as each in turn applies

I so too often wonder do you hear the happy hope in my

voice as well as the unhidden horror in my heart

if you would be so kind as to give me your hand to help

separate the two that would at least seem to me to make

for us a healthy start

don't you agree that unto each other on such a romantic

adventure we are fully geared and more than ready to ever

so challengingly embark

here, in these unhurried hands of calm disquiet and polite

purposeful promise there lies a means for the formulating

fire hence the often forgotten necessary

spark

now that we've found it

let's kneel and light it together...............

(written June 21, 1993)