The Mystery

Tell the truth and watch them run
Just searching for another bit of fun
Harder and harder to find it again
Spinning wheels faster, then...

The crash, the wounds, the pain.
Emotional, the wax and wane
of life lived in awareness.
Constant climax reached without the bliss.

There was a moment's memory.
One kiss that lives beyond the histories.
Once found, we know eternity goes on.
The need has been genetically ensconced.

The afterglow lives on within the soul.
Satisfied, the feeling of the whole.
Drifting by instead of running hard.
A jewel too complete to be a shard.

Infinite, the mystery of love...

? Michaelette ?

6/22/2002
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