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.

passing on.
4:50:00 PM
Thursday, May 26, 2005
bop to the top
my 7-year-old cat died of chronic renal failure last thursday, 19 may 2005. He was like a friend and a little brother to me. it still hurts to know that he died alone at the dead of the night in the animal hospital. i still feel his presence, like i still expect him to be waiting there for me by the door when i come home.

God. i miss him so terrribly.

i want him back.

honesty is the best policy