her happier eyes
brilliant even in the sun
but she has a rough feel to her soul
she walks along the hot sidewalk with a dozen bags in arm
looks like it would tire an army of horses
but she says shes fine
"don't bug me with that 'good guy ****'
know your good, just not right now...
cause id rather be mad"

three thirty in the pool of a streetlight
we both swim in reasons
we both have battleships on fire
and its really only the hot humid air that keeps the blow by blow going

by dawn we are curled up in a park
miles from home
making love cause there aint much left to say
shes still mad
but shes ready to cry
i tell her i'm wrong
but we both know that don't matter
we both are just confused by the her that aint here
we are just confused by what should be

her happier eyes brilliant like twin starlight trains
keep speeding over me
and i keep kissing her hand
cause it s the nice guy thing to do
two hopeless romantics lost in the south florida rainforest

(
                                      )
             (
                           )
                           \/
                           /\
                           /    \

sacred day
                             sacred song

Another child
                             bein born

                                (      bein           born   )

••

Silence
                                                  ­thru out the hills

Maidens      
                                     face each other    In the fields

••

Gentle children scan the skies

Looking for         the HOLY SIGN

///////

I take my lover  by the    hand

I take my lover by the     hand


Sacred day

                                        WE UNDERSTAND

Sacred song

                                                 WE UNDERSTAND

another child bein

                                                         born

another   child  bein

                    born

((((  • ))
((  <>  ))
(       )
/                  \
( • )  ( • )
(                  )
|    |

The VISION !

••

In midst a world like this !

She demands an attention

As contrived as it is impossible !

•

The poems are all one-sided

( the so-called BELOVED never speaks
and apparently is as good as non-existing )


And the WRITER
seems

ABSOLUTELY SELFISH

and ultimately unbelievable

//

I LOVE YOU

is a meaningless phrase

YOU LOVE ME

might have some meaning

BUT

leaves one vulnerable and hence it is not used here