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Translucent is the sense of glass
Which diffuses clear sight of view
Non might see what comes to pass
What might look right back at you.
Love is so often a tainted window
Rosily tinted and in misted confusion
Cracks are lead-glazed in binding so
None discover the breaks of illusion.
Insulated love's double-glaze insures
No sound arrives to cause any doubt
Full paned glass covers loves flaws
So that no wounded cry is allowed out.
Toughened cast is doubled in strength
Heavy heart-blows, see what it takes
Take hurting time, no matter the length
Shatter the heart of the glass so it breaks.
Loves not clear glass without any impair
No thick lens of magnified energy gain
If you look to see what brings heart's tear
Look through any broken window pane.
8/6/2005 9:56 am
I touch the broken pain..
The blood trickles down my finger
and drips upon the floor..
Crystal clear tears dilute the blood..
As you taste my blood..
sweat and tears..