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Tuesday, March 21, 2006

//how can i quit you//

watch as the sky turns auburn
as the beating heart skips a beat
there she lies
beneath the shadows
beneath the trees
gently heaving and watching
the gentle evening sky.

the watchful breeze arouses
a poignant tear from her eyes as she throws
her cares into the wind
like an innocent child

awaiting the tenderness of time
her heart racing
she wipes her face in haste
and watch her skin turn dark with the evening.
why hasn't,
she ponders.
why hasn't.