Thoughts
Crossing my mind carelessly
tripping over words and each other
careening into the abyss
all but ready to be
Twisting and turning like rivers
tangling like branches and leaves
causing "what ifs" and wondering
just what might come to be
Staring at air all but blindly
feeling the chill of the rain
somehow your smile brings my laughter
even through all of my pain
Beginning to shine through the rainclouds
eyes of the darkest brown
with a smile and a laugh I shall leave you
but always will I be around
March 9, 2000
