forgotten it is this
supreme effort at loving someone
strange as the lakebreeze
felt as the sun races across

overhead, it is
this loving someone
you cannot know unless
it is for a task of some or other

the non-idleness of hours
for there is much planned,
it is this, finding someone who
is sure to lay their lives for you

without asking, and you wonder
if they're just playing dumb
or if they're praying same as you -
please, lord, no more broken hearts

no more jilting,
no more cheating,
just honesty so i can move on
with the myriad other

tasks you've appointed me
accomplish at this moment on,
just the lessons you've prepared
for me, long before

i even had the consciousness
that you had been planning for me
to set about finish
at the exact appointed time.
  ¶ 7/27/2004 01:46:00 AM