how should i feel with something like this.
something so fleeting but forever turned and rolling
the magical mysterious what if
the crowded jumbled regret filled room
where i will store all the dreams that aren't worth nearly as much as a memory.
she could have my child. i would give her that.
would she be my wife. could she give me that.
a woman once scorned
a woman once torn
a woman once loved but never again adored
how she wishes to be
made to feel beautifully
made to steal all of me
but don't look deeply
because it makes her nervous
because she keeps her soul to herself
except for the part she has given me
and for that mine has been made stronger.
thursday==>sunday....4
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