She's fallen past
the point of return...

Tangled words build inside her
anger sprouting deep...

It's his million dollar smile that can light up...
It's his sparkling eyes that get her every time...

She sits there.
listening, hoping...

September 20, 2007
Spin Me Around...

Split Level Kisses
Shortness is a gift...

Air flows through her hair
back and forth back and forth...

Cold water rushes to tickle our toes
waves crash around our ankles...

Those precious items you hold
so close to you, you'd never let go...

A dance of emotions.
swirling back and forth between them...

The frustration burns
as you say goodbye...

Leaves finding a home next to an old rotting...
grass starting to droop in a sad sort of way...