you just might make me believe

what's your mode of transport?
mine is the sun.
when it rises dripping from
the sea when it falls like honey on
the trees when it swallows up
clouds my soul moves with it.

mine is you.
when you lift your eyes
when you look straight ahead
when you try to speak my
heart moves with you.

ow. that hurt.
10:13:00 PM
Saturday, December 18, 2004
bop to the top
great. just great. why oh why did i go and pick a political novel to read?

now i feel as though i shld save the world instead of plonking my butt in front of the comp.

damn those corrupted politicians.

i say we burn them.

*smacks head on comp table*

honesty is the best policy