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a certain clutch of sadness

brings unwanted now depth

to an already grieving mind

presently

I am alone

almost

but for 90 minutes of your

warm, sonorous voice

playing repeatedly upon a cassette

player

my head is disturbingly silent

a great desire over comes me in the

unexpected quiet

those ten days in January can not come

soon enough

for this deafening silence that plagues

my mind

the pending flights are but two ten hour

stepping stones away

that will enable me to alas

alight swiftly upon your world

a world I have yet to explore for myself

first hand

ah, but soon enough

in the welcome embrace of four long months

worth of tomorrows

the soon to be will wake to don the robes of

today is the day

my itinerary will be complete

why, I will be as close as finely cut

clothing upon the body of you my friend

my dear, dear you

I shall enjoy no other dressing near so much

as I will the one of our long awaited

'the laying upon of naturally curious eyes'

so do not fret

for the impersonal touch of sunglasses

will quickly enough be removed

and the dawning recognition in my soul's

lightly colored imperfect mirrors ( eyes)

will be acknowledged by yours

and quite whole heartedly returned

I hope..............................

(Sept. 11, 1997)