Wednesday, June 3, 2009

Ooooo

I know her face
...But not her taste

I know her sound
...Yet not where she is found

I know my heart
...Yet not her mind

Her beauty lifts my eyes, as the moonlight pulls the sun from its slumber
As the stars fade, the light still remains
The dawn brings with it a new promise
Of the same beauty that i know
That is distant, yet every near.
I see her, and i smile, i talk to her and i smile
My heart beats... does she know
Can she know...
I want her to know, the rush
Whether we are kindred, or i am of my own

The fear, the thrill

2 comments:

Unknown said...

And her name is Maritza...
haha...well maybe for me

caffybee said...

haha, to be honest, it doesn't have to be for a person "I know her sound ...Yet not where she is found", and her name is wisedom, lol

but then again its probably for j____ (no, not jesus)