paradox sweet paradox
blistered by only shear might
where is he and in what realm of reality
does he reside in tonight
the challenge to not disappear even though
I really do not know how
out weighs by far any and all good reason of
what I wish and shall
do that is
oh, how the madness of the moment strips me of
any balm of logic or guarded good sense
never shall I embrace the one who wakes me
from such sad sweet slumber
so achy and tense
and there are invisible bars
where there should be warm welcoming arms
to hold me as longing seeks her desirous
conclusion
are these wonderfully dreadful feelings I
harbor to mask
real or just some tormented illusion
wait for me in your most secret yet daring heart
and the future that will come to bridge our
guided love will brighten any previous hope
that either of us could have ever had
try as I might to not live for you now
for give me
for I've really got it for you
so very bad ...... and how..........
(March 19, 1996)