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Of flickered touch
So feathered here,
A fluttering brush
Of haste--
Of many a thing
Past in a rush
Sussurussing right by me

A whispering wind
That chuckles soft;
A sound so brittle- bitter--
And merry leaves that dance
And mock it
As it even leers back,
Mocking them

A practiced dance
Of measured steps
All dancers gaudy-- gilded--
They sneer behind masks--
On the chess board meaningless players

To act out that
Which is enacted for fools-
A game for nobody’s making
Of the world moving on
Not a one the wiser
To its leaving us behind

Watching it go
Are the wiser souls--
Those as know there is
More to each act
Than action:

A laid out plan
Without interruption
Of pieces that click together
Greater than seeing-- knowing-- feeling--
But still watch the pieces move
And hope to catch a glimpse
Of designs that a greater-than-them thing
Imagined

They pick out the pattern
In neatly placed words
Clean-- ordered upon the page
Believe that someday
Someone will find them
And interconnect—
Puzzle pieces—gears fitting—
A lock to its locket

Move them along
In that intricate dance;
Make them now a player
For life is a game
Of the greater-than-all scope
And of some entertainment—
Not for the players

In it just once--
A roll of the die-- a card--one number
A gambling man once--
Just once--
May meet his maker.

Love is not a lover’s game;
Something to play at with passion
Love is not a roll of dice;
Taking whatever you end up with,
Not a way to pass the long days

But a moment that catches you
With strength and such clarity
That you fear to play with it:
Is a strike of lightening followed often
By the thunder shaking you to the core,
Fills your days with a whirlwind of dreams
Without you being a whit the wiser

Love isn’t a thing that turns
On and off like a string of lights on a switch
In bright colors to make quick merriment
Nor something to choose, for you’ve never a choice
As love would have it

Love is light so bright it will
Burn you with power beyond thought or feeling
Love will take you, and make you its own,
Play you out to its uncaring whims-
It never will do what you will it

It’s watching you suffer
And hurting the most
Because nothing I can do will stop it-
Knowing you care not, but never once caring
For I want only to save you

It’s crying alone
For I won’t cry to you
And bring you down:
Knowing your not-love cuts me
Would make your eyes dark
And that’s a thing I never could stand for

It’s waiting forever
With myself not in mind, giving anything
Just to see you, to make you smile
When it’s over you mock me, say not a kind word
But I don’t mind because I saw you

It’s making excuses
Each time you hurt me-
I can’t stand to think it’s your fault

Love is finding that it wasn’t you
And laughing the longest and hardest
Though it still hurts like knives and needles
(All that wasted time, all that effort lost-
Like hourglass sand spilled and gone)
But secretly, I’m glad it’s done and over

Love is the thing that warms me all through
When I look at the ones who stood by me
And told me I’d forget you-
I cherish them most of all

Love is the way I tingle straight through
When I meet his eyes
And know he’s better than you were;
The way they glow like bright jewels
Strewn with diamond constellations

Its hoping again
Although I’ve been hurt (I can’t
Count all the times on my hands)
Beyond (I thought) repairing

And feeling our laughter
Ring through my body
Like echoes of thundering horses;
The wildness makes me giddy

And all it is, it always will be:
Such pain, and sacrifice, and crying so hard;
Yet all that golden fire and glory
That makes me light up like mercurial quicksilver

It never ends or lets you go;
Has an agenda with only one goal-
To take you outside your reason

For love is a thing
Not to be played at
With red-striped chips and bets of poker
For love is a thing
That will ever escape us
And fill us to spilling over
A game without any winner

I am a page full of old curling script
Or newly made type face so clean
I am more song for the singing’s sake only
A cadence ringing out true and sure
Strains, stanzas, verses that shift as light plays
And I am the sun spots behind your eyes;
The colors dancing that you can not name—
As long as you watch, you shan’t comprehend
Am silence carried on too still air
And secrets whispered by wind in the leaves
I am the challenge to rise above,
Am the resounding call that answers it
I am the paradox: two things unlike
And so that very balance sets me free