By Michael Hansen  ultrafello@yahoo.com
Date: 30 November 1999

*untitled* # 34

All my waking thoughts are these
  Shoudst thou a penny offer me
Thy flowing locks and eyes which shine
  Thine angel face so close to mine
Cherubic leigions sing thy praise
  A song cherished till the end of days
Emotions feeling far from dimm'd
  My heart conjuring up a gentle hymn
Fleeting pictures in my mind
  Of thee and I in days gone by
One thing that I can never tame
  The love that drives this mad man sane
My thoughts of you go never far
  Whilst I hold you in my arms