Monday, September 19, 2005

Cloaks on vines

I'm draped over you like a picture.
Seriously.
I've tried hard to let you in...
onto this side of the ().
And, only you I find?
What is it about the environment,
that makes you vulnerable...
unhappy.
I'm here for you.
I'm interested.
I want you.

Now look at me.

I'm smiling at you.

You're smiling at me.

We're not leaving.

I'm unplugging it.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

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Thank You
David