This poem is published in  International Library of Poetry's                                 Poetry's Elite                            Best poet's of 2000                                                                                                                                                           Time Capsule        My love's preserved until a day   When someone searches beneath the gray      Surface emotions cracked and dry      My love is buried under trusted lies      Broken promises the spirits defeat   My love was burnt but my heart still beats        Under this brittle disguise of me       Are treasures for one with curiosity     Be brave and aggressive or never know       What mystery awaits you far below           Gently uncover                Slowly discover                     Love, . . . set me free        A capsule that knows no boundaries.                          Sheila Downs 6-96                       Copyright ©2001 Sheila Downs