It seems forever ago,
and you don't remember how,
even if thats so,
I won't tell you now.
...
(These are my words from a previous poem, but, thanks to James Bowling They were fashioned into a better version of the original. Enjoy.)
He comes for me
In the shadow of day
...
With a firey passion,
We roam the streets,
Feeling,
But not seeing,
...
As the day deepens
The world,
Comes to life.
A new meaning,
...
Why do I lie?
Is it the truth,
Deep down?
I don't mean to.
...
You came into my life,
As quickly,
As you will leave.
Came from out of state,
...
She hates her town
She hates her house
She hates him
She hates her
...
She knows its wrong
know its bad,
He encourages it,
She knows she shouldn't
...