All 3? April Fool!

Ice 4/1/93

Standing in a tower,
Built of hope,
I can only see the light...
Sometimes a brick crumbles,
I fall or stumble...
I see shadows approaching.
There are times I chase them,
Deeper and deeper into the woods,
Until I fall into a pit of despair.
Thoughts of three true-lovers,
Living, Laughing, Loving,
Dealing desire and devotion...
The very heights that gives me.
But the thought of a deliberate lie,
Or unintentional false hope...
The brave manipulator returning.
Buying our precious time well spent,
In callings, lovings, lustings,
Paid for by manipulations,
That might kill me, my love,
My love for you, and my lover.
Pain dealt to more than I,
Pain you deal to everyone.
Suspected this auspicious day!
April fools, we!