In the center of my heart

is where the real me lives, not the one people say

" Hi" everyday, but the Romantic Poet

a Lover of words....Shaper of thoughts...my

inner

               voice, the young man that I really am,

whispers desires unspoken

               dreams worlds unseen,

               imagines a life never lived..... Like a

Golden thread, it sets up plans and  designs,

when I am silent, at night, I hear my voice

deep

within my soul...as I write,  the healing begins.......