Thursday, February 10, 2005 @ 5:03 PM
And she leaves the room
but only phisically
for her voice and spirt
still lingurs among the crowd
in her beauty shes lost
as she leans against the wall
and begins to think
as warm rivers stream down her face
and softly touch her lips
she wonders that perhaps
that it is not a river
but an ocean
never ending and salty waves
as she thinks her heart swells
and a man comes around the corner
threw the ocean of tears she smiles
she loves this man
he is the one who wipes her tears
then he tells her it wil be okay
and then everything in the world,
seems right
-C
