Mel -
As dusk transforms to crystal night
the flickering stars appear,
but quickly would I bolt in fright
were you to kiss my rear.
Hopefully, as stars increase,
the beauty of the view
grows also, thus creating peace
in everyone's milieu.
But as I ponder pensively,
deep in creative thought,
epiphany surprises me -
I merely post a lot.
Jerry
[This message has been edited by Robert Swagman (edited May 02, 2002).]
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