discordant before the concert ever starts.
Raucous flashing psychedelic color scape
wheels complaining over rails to the moon.
Chaos in this poet's riddled-iron skull
pushing order seeking meaning forcing words
to mean what they don't want to mean yet can't resist
these images that will not fit what someone else
would rather fix to other words. But you my love can see
beyond these jumbled words this raw cacophony
and shapeless images accumulated through
these nine and thirty years. I do not know how you
have managed to bring order to this poet's mind.
You are the meaning I've been seeking long to find
You give me peace and love and patience wihthout strings,
my turmoil turns into an instrument that sings.
You have loved me free without constraint. I say
with love that you complete just who I am today.
(c)petefreas 2009
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