something more

what is this new love i've  found

defying everything i've ever known

there are no rules to follow 

no straight line between heaven and hell

a long winding journey beyond friendship

something more than gratification

the core of me was emotionally destitute

spiritually empty a rice bowl of human appetite

sated not in your eyes or your arms

but in your words of tender surrender

this layer, this love, this perfect place

is a violin played by a fool who realizes

he has something more than himself

alive in his mind caressing from within

©paul viel 2004