Sunrise

And so the twilight               CAME Breathing fire into the night as Gatsby looked out at the ocean and watched.                  THE SUNRISE I stood there dreaming of the life and the beauty inherent in the world around me.  Looking at the silence hearing it wrap about me           HOLDING THE WORLD MY WORLD While my breath coalesces into you               The being of You Touching me in With                               Fingers of feathers Drawing out my life --- bringing You and I     Sustenance                         In the glimpse Of each other           I am a dreamer, without strategy                 Inable of enacting seduction                           I cannot reach The fire of your soul ----Why should I---- Dreaming of you Consumes me In the half-light ---- I want to possess you       Take life --- within you A complimentary appendage I hear you                 --- inside my mind wrapping around my synapses becoming me – entwined                               in my thoughts                 FILLING ME with eSSential           NECESSARY thoughts I am what I am -- I said you need a plan,                 A STRATEGY                           A GAME                                   --- she said Truth before games said I -- a tenet to my existence rules I apply to myself and not to others                       CANNOT --- be wrong because I can only rule myself BUT STILL I DREAM                     TO FIND someone for me                   TO FILL THE  hollowness of my soul when I watch                   the SUNRISE Written February 24th, 2002 © on Feb 24 2002 12:39 PM PST   0 • 12