Once I stood,
Upon the edge.
Looking out,
Over
The wasteland of Dreams…
Who am I?
I am the one whose heart would know you...
Drawn across endless seas of time and space,
By the fragile flame
Of your hearts desire…
I am the flickering of candles
At midnight...
I am the morning dew sparkling upon your brow.
I am white frosty breath in your lungs on the air of daybreak…
I am Life.
I am a man in search of himself...
I am laughter.
I am confusion.
I am rain…
I am the poets’ gentle red rose,
Wet with tears.
Cast from the stony tower of despair,
Into a sea of turbulence and emotion.
Washed upon the shore,
To be found,
…By you…
One rose raised to your lips and kissed in the cool stillness of morning……………
Written 7/14/2000
© Mirror aka 
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