I kid you not. 3 months ago I was so upset that the emotion even welled up in me when driving the car. So I jotted this down at the stop lights to give it expression. It still remains scribbled on an old envelope so I thought I'd share with you guys here <P>You raise me up on your wings<BR>Of love and I fly<BR>Into the bosom of God.<P>Pretty words, you say,<BR>But where's the truth?<P>Truth?! No, not pretty at all;<BR>-aching, throbbing, thrashing<BR>Screaming - wild.<BR>And why? All because of<BR>A small, quivering lump of <BR>Tenderness hiding, deep,deep below<BR>In dumb pain, confused sorrow.<P>Why can't you take my heart?<BR>Don't you see it sitting there<BR>Throbbing gently, sweetly, expectantly?<BR>What are the walls that won't let us touch,<BR>Reach deep down into one another?<P>I remember the lovely, delicate patterns<BR>The exquisite ice crystal filigree we etched together.<BR>But ice is cold and brittle<BR>Too fragile to withstand our clumbsiness.<BR>Each crystal shattered,each pattern blasted<BR>Into splinters of ripping glass<BR>Tearing through body, heat and soul.<P>Can we use the fragments, <BR>The scattered ruins heaped around us<BR>To build a bridge and meet halfway?<P>I see your eyes -deep glacier pools;<BR>But how to dive in and swim around <BR>Your mind, your heart, your soul?<BR>Oh, let me in!And we will<BR>Bathe in dolphin caresses<BR>And swim away forever from those<BR>Hard, cold, walls.