Each path tinted with desire

each path tinted with desire, I walk my private trial by fire to ask the questions none inquire rattled down the optic wire and I know I love you; many more times than a few I have dreamed and pondered of you as my heart turns shades of blue I have held my breath and waited yet my love has never faded time has only made it stronger and the days are growing longer and what to me would you return? would I be loved? would I be spurned? would it ever work at all? would we mesh? am I too tall? All I know is when I see you I feel my love is true your eyes bring me unspoken joy your smiles seductive, and coy smiling, I might call you cutie as aching I behold your beauty I've longed so long to be with you but for the moment, poems will do. Mark Burton Wednesday, February 1st, 2006 4:02 A.M.