JUMBLE OF CLUTCHES

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JOURNAL #9

let me tell you about the man of my faceless dreams

too bad he is just that though

oh, of my dreams I mean

the realization of this leaves a bad taste in my

misused mouth like a soda gone flat

but a stacked deck in the dealer's favor keeps a

constant check on schemes

still, I search beyond the Mid Ohio Valley's basin

for a missing man of great character and better breed

leaving no cheek unturned in this disheartening deed

I can almost hear his indescribable voice if I grow

still and listen close enough

he's the rock that saved the pane

the breeze that builds along the battered bluff

that never appears to wane

should I ever find him I promise I will never let my

heart lose his to a jumble of clutches in unaccounted

for circumstance

for eternity together can eventually be ours if we let

fate face it's final chance

but for now, let me say my darling you , until we

indeed do meet

goodnight for now my soon to be discovered precious

prince

you are as real to me as chocolate is sweet...........

( written Feb.7,1993 am)

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