he brought me chrysanthemums
like a gift to my hero
I gave him my voice
with her smile
on the bottom of my shoe
my stomach feels lightening storms
my heart feels the rain
like an old french poem
that I used to know
old Romeo is rocking
back and forth on the back porch
ignoring old Juliet
who�s screaming from the window
he is driving away now
a cordial goodbye
has jaggedly started
a new chapter in my life.