Transcendental Sonnet #1023:
On Reading Silke's Book for the First Time
Silke I hold your heart within my hands
Here wrapped within the covers of your book
These words these images in your own blood
Are your heart touching mine are understood
Your heart has found a heart which understands
I know the stare the disapproving look
How it hurts to be judged by the unjust
Who never listen to what we might say
Who force their lies on us as feel they must
Who run the world and who control the day
Then very well let them be fools at noon
Our time comes just as surely at midnight
Where I will meet you rising with the moon
Your heart in my hands: your book of moonlight
+Steven Curtis Lance
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Here is the link to Silke's book:
http://www.lulu.com/content/72480