I guess the answer is


"All of them."





35 of 68 to Kelly



Sonnet 10/12/00                        DXI

From dark of night to dawn I think of muse
And wonder how I might know her desire.
How can I understand, or know her views,
Without her words? Without, verse becomes pyre
To dream: Just ashes to be cast on page.
I question how I feel. I should not love
But dare, though cannot claim it to be sage:
Heart has not power to keep dreams above.
Am I to wonder if you hear, or care,
That I do not some answer yet receive?
Am I to think you don't have time to share,
Or that I should my inner fears believe?
I must have faith that you still care: My whines
Are weakness. Yet, I pray you read my lines.