Sunday, March 18, 2007

From Me To You

Me.

I stand with my white jacket stained,
School bag on my back.
I am muddled, confused, and lost.
I tell you, I need an excuse to arrive late.
You promise to stay.

You, a crown of forbidden glory on your head,
Heart humble on your sleeve.
Voice deep like a man's,
Laughs coming easily like a boy's.

I call out and you reply.
Words flow out like a stream,
We turn a block from school.
I laugh and you smile,
Another corner in the path.

I whisper goodbye,
You smile and wave.
As I walk away;
Away from your scent,
Away from your voice,
Away from your heart.

I find myself melting,
Melting into,

You.

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