By kevin urenda
Date: 17 June 1999

nonsense

The sensitive heart
that senses so much
but has so little sense 
of its own
of itself
It makes no sense
to feel sublimely
and to be unable to discern
what it is I
should be making sense of
your love
your devotion
your sweet caress
give my heart
a sense of what
I ought always to have sensed
and yet have always just known

5/18/99