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.

pretend mugger.
9:04:00 PM
Monday, March 31, 2008
bop to the top

voyager by ~feal

"You stupid great lump of a girl."

I dream at night of whispered sand,
of camel trains and Samarkand.

"No one will ever hold your hand."

I see visions of ancient halls
where tapestry lovers tryst on walls.
Where passion waits impatiently,
with hasty strides for sight of me.

"You're so lazy!"

I have sailed on a lotus flower,
stolen gold from Persian towers.

"You never do anything"

I have walked in dust on the moon,
drifted on the winds of the world,
and all the while in a chair I'm curled.

-The Secret Life of Plain Jane, by Rae Pater

honesty is the best policy