Jim?
I would hate to feel disappointment about someone
I feel I know, but never knew.
If, in that eternal place beyond, I meet you
and I have created an impossible image ---
what will I have been?
I say that I understand your soul.
Do I?
Do you have a soul?
Will you ever be able to answer
my pending questions?
Or live up to my hasty expectations of your intellect?
My love and openness run deep.
You won't shove my eager soul away...
Will you?
Moons and snakes and lakes also live in my desert -
Vast and burning with desire to share
a summer night in your starless perimeter.
Will you allow me to be....with you?
19 March 1992