Something So Rare
My head feels like
The accident that caused
A major traffic jam
In downtown Manhattan.
And I'm getting this
Claustrophobic urge
To run as
Far away from here
As I possibly can.
One passion keeps me
From fleeing this life.
He is my only escape;
My solitary dream.
I could go on and on
Raving of his wonderment.
I could continue with
His features - so fine!
I won't bore you with such details.
I cherish his adoration,
Loving glances, sweet billet-doux
We have something
So rare.
(October 5, 1998)
Apparently, I have not put these pages in order.
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