By Rennie Lorca Date: 13 June 1998
Fire or ice . . .
never just enjoying
the warm, rosy glow.
Oh, lovelife, by nature,
only exists in intensities!
So we stumble,
fall --
bruised,
confused.
Always looking for the path
to real love . . .
trusting that path exists . . .
unknown, too late,
that we may have found
then lost, our way...
Only the true soulmate waits.