Mystery
I need a clue, a hint, a word;
I need your cheek turned to the light
Of opal ball in tree-raked sky;
I need a spider's silken thread
To guide me through the labyrinth
Of wild emotions, so that I
Can understand a lover's plight.
I need your glance; need your touch;
I need the jasmine of your hair;
I need the laughter of the leaves
To unravel strands of 'why',
To solve the mystery of love.
September 1, 2004
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