By kevin urenda
Date: 4 February 1999
lost
I’ve never been afraid of losing you
Instead, it is my fear of being lost
By you that scares me so
Being the one who is lost
alone, unloved
That is my greatest fear
Sometimes the feeling is
So oppressive that I am on a stage
In a play over which
I have no control
I say lines without direction
But always on cue
While others improvise
Love happens surreptitiously
But it is never best
Completely improvised
Acts of love, like kindness,
Must never ever be random
Not if they are to reflect
A true deeply loving heart.
1/24/99
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