When he passes
Trees bow down
Making their leaves
an evergreen shelter
when he talks
the wind stops blowing
eager to listen
to every word of wisdom
but when he smiles
it's like throwing pebblesinto a pond of water
its soft touch
sends ripples of laughter
all the wayto the next heart
just a smile away
Sunday, December 19, 2004
Thursday, August 26, 2004
sweet suicide
Her hands move slowly over her eyes
trying to capture his essence
left behind after her tears have dried
and sighing she drops them..
for she was too late
he has flown away
far away
so she puts her hands together
and prays for her heart
to stop beating
trying to capture his essence
left behind after her tears have dried
and sighing she drops them..
for she was too late
he has flown away
far away
so she puts her hands together
and prays for her heart
to stop beating
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