Monday, June 11, 2007

sometime later

embrace you passionately?
not now, my dear, wait a while.
i must overcome my betrayals first,
was never loved but it is my turn to smile.
and I don’t want to rush so let’s just hold hands
and walk quietly the first few miles.

[from a story i am working on]

No comments:

...if you will

Brown fringed minutes Slip through my fingers Faster than I try To hold on to them. Already, I am a minute closer to the end. Devasta...