Monday, October 25, 2004

He needs
To go wild a bit
And she
Don’t think she
Can watch that,
Not sure she
Can be that
For him
Not when
She is wanting
More and willing
To linger yet
Awhile.

I mean,
How could she take
The risk of being
The one
He moves on
From like that.
Naw, but she
Can be
The one
He moves on
From in
Friendships’ sorrow
Bitter sweet
Knowing
He grew
From her healthily.

His smile slays
Her in a ten-fold
Of heaven and hells.
He is some kind
Of wonderful
She deserves.