MIRAGE
		I loved you, barren desert spring
				I loved you
		Nuclear wasted salt
		Between my toes
				I loved you
		Death Valley with no shepard lord
				I loved you
		Hungry gloom!
		I loved palm trees in your eyes, fountain
		too far.
		You asked for lilies in the valley from my garden,
		They could bring healing to your heart,
			or if we didn't care:
			Poison!
		I brought them to you.
		But they were withering when I came,
	You threw them to the ground and wouldn't let me fetch you
		New and fresh ones.
		But my desire to catch your smile again
		Haunted through your mind
			When I was gone
			When I was gone.
*SIGMA*		Copyright © 1999 Oslo, Sigrid Marie Refsum. All rights reserved.