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.




8:51:00 PM
Tuesday, March 21, 2006
bop to the top
maybe,
i'm just too nice for my own good.

honesty is the best policy