Trusting in your personal worth is a gamble...but what else have you got?

Sunday, August 17, 2008

Reason, Love-Love, Reason

What wonderful dusk
When you were reflective, and I didn't hide
My Playboy party joke,
Your icecream at your side.

We touched, we two, in familiar comfort.
Shoulder to shoulder,
Elbow to elbow,
A place we shouldn't be, and yet...

I touched your face,
And you were, covered, still cold.

I steal, I do, but you steal from me, too.
I ransom your outrage by concern,
You claim the well to my latent passion.

Dawn's sun welcomes newborn leaf:
How good it felt to be known.

I cannot trust my heart of lust.
It pines to quench your soul,
And consume your body
Inside to out.

Only Providence supplies walls of Reason to keep me.
The God-given balance remains:
Do I really know what I want?
Can you insulate your high voltage heart?

Am I willing to fight for whom I love?

Reason, love, love, reason...
Love burns indiscriminately,
And the brain shrinks at the thought.

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