ash enslow (july 16th,1982 / Monterey, Ca)

He picked a flower for my hair
for you are something unique and rare

as we peered gently into each other's souls
through our eyes

we both knew without speaking
where our hearts would forever reside

he caresses my face, so softly
whispers that he loves me 'oh so much'

that was love
now its gone
now he left me, oh so crushed...