Fear
I read the words that you write for me
Beautiful words filled with love... filled with hope
I find it hard to accept that such a gift is for me
I fear wanting you too much
I fear loving you too hard
I hear the impassioned words of your heart
And I fear that I will wake to see the word
Mistake in your eyes
I fear that I will become a cenotaph
Stumbling endlessly through life's house of mirrors
While love's tune plays like a rhapsody
On a carnival's hurdy-gurdy.
As the brunt of a cosmic joke
I stand on the sideshow's stage
While the gods laugh and throw
Tomatoes and crescent rolls
At the fool who dared
To want too much
And dared to love too hard.
I laugh and will be the fool
Because you are worth the risk.

5/10/98allrightsreserved




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