6.11.2007

Green looming clouds mirror
heaviness that cuts
and stunts my belief
My tongue was thrown out
with the stale bath water
Sunken spirit to match
such hollowed eyes
Full of an unquenchable
hunger for truth
From a silence so bold
it stings
Skin burns, thoughts warp,
and fingers scrounge
to find and hold
the one
that is LOVE
for ALL...

1 comment:

Dave Feucht said...

I love you. You are wonderful.

So much, in fact, that I've tagged you! Go here to see what you must do!