please, don’t leave

please, don’t leave dazzling, colored fire dances in opal, even around cracks in the delicate stone, as do personalities of strangers, who voluntarily canter into storms of elemental and blatantly disclosed sensibilities, philosophies. all of life is not beautiful, no matter that we would have it be. there are those whose diversion it is to impose ravaging winds, calamitous waves into the delights of others. we survive. 09-22-10 ©tlp 2010