The way you smile at me,
Reminds me of the day...

*NOTE*
This is a response poem to the poem, "Are...

Dear Angel from above
Please watch over me...

Don’t dip me
In that coffee...

I’m feeling so empty, so alone
It’s the same old story...

Never getting tired of this,
This is how I know it is for real...

Talk to me,
Speak those blissful words...

The shady skies so black
Begin to turn blue...

Let me dream,
Dream of you tonight...

There aren’t too many things
That words can’t explain...

I’m tired of breathing
I’m tired of smiling...

The dust starts to settle
Then the wind blows it away...