god'swife22 Aug 2002

This is not a poem. It's an epic. I love you. You're one of the chosen. Nobody here will get it. But I do. It's always the same story. The public is so lost in it's own bum-hole that they can't see it. I've seen them on their deasth beds struggling to hold on completely oblivious. You know how to live with the grace of a true lover of wisdom. Grace be with you.