BLUE TRUTH ENTERTAINED

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JOURNAL # 41

the realness of your touch
the gallantry of your gaze
common sense scatters
in torrid tantrums
of my passion's rage
glorious madness
drains me
down to an empty sphere
I am emerald glare
without the polished glaze
potent forethought
behind petulant maze
and you are
in every imaginable sense
'Blue Truth Entertained'............
(Feb. 27, 2012 624am)

Author's Notes/Comments: 

written for a very special feeling I have about a very special man.

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