Love –
Lacking
Trust,
Major
Rust,
Missing
Lust - is
Not that
Much love
At all;
Emptied
Us -
Stripped
Away,
Furrowed
Deep,
Built up
High – we
Could not
See across
If we
Tried.
In the
Dark –
Start a
Fire,
Light a
Torch,
Beacon
Shine –
Calling
Out for
A way
To come
Home.
In the
Fog –
Hear a
Name,
Spot a
Glimpse,
Take a
Chance –
All
In fear
Of
Never
Ending
Roam.

rjw, 12/13/01