Were on dangerous ground, aren't we?
Just can't help how we feel, can we?
We pull toward each other.
Just like the earth and the stars.
Just like the moon and the tide.
Still we ride on dangerous ground.
We can't be in open light.
We get along just fine.
In the darkness and passing shadows.
I'll follow you and this trail.
Of rose colored dragon tears.
I'll stand in this stream.
I'll wash away all the pain and fears.
In these rose colored dragon tears.
Yes were still on dangerous ground.
SO HAPPY THIS POEM TOOK AN AWARD AT ARTISTIC POETS FORUM,JUNE 28,2006.