Embrace the night,
my mustang heart.
Wild and free,
never apart.
Churning and burning,
like a roaring fire.
Making my feelings,
rise higher and higher.
Cresting and falling,
like clouds in the wind.
January through December,
and back again.
Obstacles rise,
like mountain peaks high.
And fall like trees,
in a burning sky.
An emotional tidal wave,
pulling me down.
Basking in your love,
I will forever drown.
MAY 8, 1996