Mind's eye
midnight's dream,
a moment's madness
lies between
those who matter most, it seems.
Thief's deception,
magician's truth,
dark illusions
the games we play
when reality is too difficult, it seems.
Mendacious fronts,
magnetic pulls,
warrior's armor,
indestructible forts,
we construct when vulnerabilities exist, it seems.
Confrontations untold,
words never said,
tears never spilled,
steps never tread,
when fear o'er takes desire, it seems.
Galactic explosions,
eternity's kiss,
forever is instant,
infinity's bliss,
when two become one, it seems.
© 1997 motherchic@aol.com