Citrite Two-Six-Niner-Niner

Saturday, August 06, 2005

And now something completely different

Hiding and seeking
Looking and lost
In her eyes he’s found
Found and found out
No place to hide
Or hide behind
Thoughts revealed
Before they are thought
Hoping in haste
Happy in anticipation
Relief in resolve
She sees his heart
Innocent in intent
In sight and source
Begins the bout
Mask and marks
Foils for fencing
Quip and guard
Insult and block
Joke and dodge
Thrust and parry
Diction as dance
Mind as movement
Soul as soaring