No. 2
1/26/2004
Copyright © 2004 Loughry
All Rights Reserved
No. 2
1/26/2004
Copyright © 2004
Loughry
All Rights Reserved
| Convey thee thy thoughts with another's words, |
| Encompass mine heart no less worthily. |
| Wrap thee exquisite comfort tightly round, |
| Thy bow sings another's notes to my soul. |
| These offerings supply opium, heady |
| In its lure. Careful to sup no more than |
| Prudent, my mind cautious, heart ever ready. |
| Love alters not when alteration finds. |
| Round the world my thoughts fly in search of thee |
| Up and down, back and forth throughout my mind. |
| We laugh, we cry, we love, yearn, together. |
| I feel it that thee feel it, do I yes. |
| And whether thee do so, or thee do not, |
| .I do. And... and nothing, that is enough. |