Since I can’t distance myself from the poems I wrote for this course, here's a revised poem from five years ago which I never really liked except for the first two stanzas. Old stuff: I saw her there. Then she smiled. And suddenly I fell in love. It turned into obsession. She was a dream, a sleepless night, As endless as the sky above. She was a crime of passion. I stood and watched with awe and trust. Until she introduced herself. Her head was full of questions. I couldn’t answer. No one could. But I could try and we could play Oh, how her thoughts were racing... And I could never be the same The world stopped moving when we talked And looked in one direction. We played a strange and magic game. Without real aim we’d walk. And it was fascinating. Like we were one. One mind and heart. We could bend time and laugh at life. Together we grew stronger. But that day came. We had to part. She left. Yet I was happy. Why? I couldn’t help but wonder… Alone again, time pacing fast… I wasn’t sad. It’s just… I’ve learned That heaven’s not forever And that good things not always last. What can I do? Remember her. I least I have this treasure…. Mercilessly revised new stuff: I saw her there. Then she smiled. And suddenly I fell in love. It turned into obsession. She was a dream, a sleepless night, As endless as the sky above. She was a crime of passion. I couldn’t answer. No one could. Why she responded to my call Denying all conditions. I couldn’t find a simple truth Why we agreed to get dissolved And merged into ignition. But even more bizarre of fact Is bluntly sticking out. There was survival after love. And love after survival. The wheels, they spin, again, again… While rolling into darkness We danced with death, performed so well And I emerged unscattered.