Date: Fri, 10 Nov 95 22:53:26 -800
From: John Sherritt 

LOST

Brown eyes, copper hair
smouldering fires burning,
deep in your soul.
Promises made in the heat of the night,
could never begin to explain
the passion that runs through your veins.
Elegant, sexy, sad lady
feeling alone, surrounded by love.
Never letting in, or down
your guard for fear that,
somehow you will never win.
Opening up like a flower at dawn,
to the warmth of the world.
Somehow makes things better until
yesterday's thoughts come crashing down,
driving precious moments away from you
like water on fire, leaving smoke
to make everything mysterious,
shrouded in secrets, or lies, or both.
Walking alone and wondering why,
no one to talk to, dying to cry.
Needing God's grace, but denying His face.
Oh that I could hold your pain,
and take it away.
Reach into your heart
and heal the scars;
scars from growing up too soon, too fast, too far.
Of life's evils opening your eyes without asking.
Pain has twisted and shaped a beautiful lady
into protecting herself at all cost,
to herself.
Feelings suppressed, emotions denied.
And a little girl that everyone loved,
gone somewhere deep inside.
Come back, come out, into the sun.
The warmth of your smile gladdens my soul.
Your tender touch triggers my heart,
freeing my love to envelope us both
in that warm, beautiful feeling that
no one can touch,
or understand.
Until
all that is left
is you and me.
Together as one,
drowning in love.
Caring for nothing,
just each other.
Lost in ourselves.
Lost together.

                        John Sherritt