Murmur to me
Through the smoke filled haze
Dreams of eternity
Tranquil and happy
Hasten to be with me
Hold my heat in your hand
Like a novel gift
To be cherished
Not like a bogart
In the night
with a thimble full
Of wisdom
Gained from retrospect
I offer myself
Strong yet weak
Flawed yet perfect
I am myself.

9-7-03
Laura R