have not my words melted your heart?

has not my song soothed the hunger of your soul?

 early this morning the frog green whistles

echoed through the foggy marsh thistles

capturing the longing of a friend for a friend…is this your part?

have not my words melted your heart?

has not my song soothed the hunger of your soul?

…the breakfast was lonely…despite the watering orange

that juiced the tangerine sauced pastry

 my being longing  for more…in this dark

have not my words melted your heart?

has not my song soothed the hunger of your soul?

the afternoon rain clouds giggled in delight

as its thunderous hammer struck deep my plight

voicing the sound of my sorrowful part

have not my words melted your heart?

has not my song soothed the hunger of your soul?

wanting, waiting…anticipation…

 the sugar sweet strawberry red sunset

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May 19, 2002