As I write thee,
I commit my love to thee.
I ponder my worth to you,
And whether it is worth it.
To set my love up to thee,
And not stray from what I wish to do.
As I gaze at thee,
I try endlessly to cause...
What my heart wishes to happen.
To overcome shyness,
And to prove that I am indeed one to consider.
As I endlessly think of thee,
Knowing my love is great for you.
Even though I cannot see you with me.
Hoping that pessimism is not my strong suit.
And wishing that I may touch your heart...
And set my heart FREE.


                                                   February 4, 1996