Wednesday, February 23, 2005

I
She take it all
(And it ain’t all good)
In leaps and bounds,
In stride…in knowing
No other way but to smile
'Cause
Once the choice is chosen,
All things can only come
To pass the way they do.
She get by on that high.

II
She sinks in covers warm,
Waking to the cool of morn
And giggles gleely, purring
Of her crush so sparkly, so
Innocent, sweet, unassuming.