You carry these worries
like a gold-gilded cross
but the lustre is fading
and the glory is gone.
So, set down your cross, darling
let it evanesce into
n o t h i n g n e s s.
Stand beside me and watch it
d i s s i p a t e
and turn to ash before our
time-hardened stillsosoft eyes.
Let this burden melt
from your body, your spirit
and stand again, clean
in the dazzling sunshine.
Let your life echo on
every consonant spoken
firm and clear and sharp.
Watch your problems evaporate
with me
and watch the beauty materialize.
(iloveyoumisstissi)

04/07/2002

Posted on 04/07/2002
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