3/26/11
I found a woman on the internet
the sweetest woman I have ever met
She loves the plains of Omaha
and has the deepest eyes I e'er saw
She is so sweet and young and tender
at the end of life I will remember
her gentle, kind and loving heart
that knows my depths and loves my art
I will at end and will percieve
her beauty lent at my reprieve
of tenures spent they will belie
the honest love within her eyes
and my love for her I'll sing
in honest breath for me to bring
to her heart, who's blood does feel
the aching depths I writhe & reel
for of my past she knows my pain
the tempests' blast their cold refrain
she knows my heart like ne'er do
she breathes my love and sings me through
And to her heart I write these words
amongst this greedy, hateful world
and hope she does that what she feels
and will resist the hate that's “real”
because no hate is real to me
and that is what makes us free
and freedom her is what I wish
because she loves all that is...
