and in dreams
often made over the sweat
of an intimate affair
there sometimes is magic
enough to light the world
and when the spark
is there
and together they
storm the heavens
sometimes there isn't enough left
to carry the spark any further
it is extinguished
put out
no more
fatal passion
friend to fool and lover everywhere
finds its place in reality
from time to time
it's so simple
oftimes it's so hard
for no one time conjecture
is viable to the whole
so we lay the life we live open
naked we stand before the mirror
and spit back at the image
i am whole and viable
and so is my love
Spirits 051226 5/99
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