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.

finding out.
8:04:00 PM
Thursday, July 20, 2006
bop to the top

Another ditch in the road
You keep moving

Another stop sign
You keep moving on

And the years go by so fast

Wonder how I ever made it through


felt that some parts of my previous entry was kinda forced, as though i was trying to impress people with my not-so-perfect english or something.

i was never any good at telling stories


honesty is the best policy