Tuesday, March 24, 2009

a thought of you

so sweet as it appears
faint, yet dominant
like a ripple in the waters
a vision of you, so apparent

a blooming warmth
as i see your smile
a comforting gesture
even if for a while

an unavoidable smile
as i remember your laugh
haven't heard it in a while
oh, this is tough

but it will do
these shallow dreams
yes, it will last
better than it seems

then the bus pulls up
and the thought vanishes
and a sense of longing
it temporarily quenches


how is it, that i managed to get an ulcer beside my tonsil when the weather hits a high of 18 degrees and a low of 8 degrees, and the season is well on its way through autumn to winter, is beyond me. boo.

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