posted October 28, 2002 07:41 AM
10/28/02I wonder long and utterly
About the reoccur
Of people and ideas now
In places of my world
The faces that pop into view
And taunt my logic mind
Their purpose very far from clear
But never unwanted signs
And then those others that I crave
Those rarely do appear
The delicate game of “want control”
Tortures the waking with fear
What deepening of purpose
Do the new faces pose to me?
The role they play has piqued some thought
Brought a puzzling smile to my face
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-K
"Most people love with restraint
As if they were someday to hate
We hated gently, carefully
As if we were someday to love"-Venus Trines at Midnight