Sitting alone, he churns out his heart...
On a computer screen for the world to see.
Never knowing when verse does start...
What exactly the beginning or end will be.
Will he touch someone through his words...
Will they feel what he is trying to convey?
Sometimes like the broken wing of a bird...
He can't, but wants just.. to fly away.
Expression of friendship, love, and tears...
He gives the world to chase the night.
Feeling of passion, without once fears...
Then heartbreak again, begins to bite.
With the heart of a romantic, he faces each day...
Knowing that there is a special person in wait.
And when he finds her come what may...
He will have finally kissed, gently his fate.
Sitting alone, he churns out his heart...
On a computer screen for the world to see.
Never knowing when verse does start...
What exactly the beginning or end will be.
WishesMade
Copyright 10/31/2000
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