Looking at you
I see a future...

Say all the words you want baby
But I'm not breaking down...

When the world around you freezes
And your light shines away...

My cell phone rang a tune so familiar
I looked down and saw your name on my screen...

Enchant me with your words
and bind me with your eyes...

I'm entirely capable of taking your criticism
And I'll turn it around to make sense in my mind...

The first three lines of this poem were gotten...
Postcards fading on the wall...

My angel
Doesn't have wings...

Copyright October 5, 2008 by Skye Sieglaff
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