what do i do with the love i have for you
when you walk away from change
or press my heart into hope's flat remnant?
when i have sent you from me in my fear of helplessness?


when chances beckon you
and lotteries of fascination take my place
what vessel can i find to hold the fright
the prayer that's left inside when i arise
the dream i have (that you are well,
that Life can make you hear Her in the words of those
who make your world)?


tell me how to find my Self without the laughter you evoke,
the tenderness i feel when you are strong.
tell me if the parts of me unraveled from your soul
could bind to fragments torn from lesser loves
and form a whole of me when you are gone
that archetype, Loved , should draw into my future
someone suited to their Sum?


would i Feel them then?
could their conjure make me want to know him,
give what i have just regained?
or would i steal from him my pieces (as you, yours, from me)
entangling with them what he trusted in himself
then find i can't recall the reason we were dreaming
of a better life?



© 15 August 1996 / 25 August 2007, Sugarpie Rabbit Previously here
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