the moon smiles in its majesty
as i realize that i desire
to hold her in my arms
to gaze into her eyes of fire

to hold what was given
without my asking unto me
this state i've always striven
once again i am questioning

she who openly gives me love?
for she makes confusion my mark
i'll try an answer for this love
as it's always been in the dark

the answer should be so simple and plain
but 'tis just the beginning of this maniacal game.

01/01/1990

Posted on 12/18/2002
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