Sunday, November 19, 2006

I guess.

Pretty boy
You've got your way
Around the girls
Everyone loves your charming
Smile

For the cameras
And stun the flashes
Look them in the eye
Show your strength and
Heart

Full of love
With no one in mind
Take the chance
And run with vigor like the
Wind

Blown in the sky
Dreams made of love
Thoughts stitched with
Threads of gold and white
Shiny

I guess you would
Wonder about yesterday
So do I
But let that get in the
Way

And all will
Stop.
Tick.
Shhh.
No more.

Don't think.

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

O Mich, I love your poems. Simple but yet there is something so... I can't find the right word.... it just appeals to me. :)

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