Monday, April 24, 2006
Laur @ 7:51 PM
listening to Blue October
It's too much
(sometimes, when the rain
hits the windshield
so hard it's the only sound I hear)
to take (an
overdose
of emotion--like
sleeping pills--I'm getting
dizzy)
and I hug you tightly like a secret,
writing poetry in my head,
a hidden haiku
for you, my green-eyed Amazing,
waiting
(I want your
kisses) and
waiting (praying) for
it
to stop.
[note: I'm back? ]
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