Monday, May 10, 2010

i smile

There i sit
what do you see?
that i am all confident
but wonder
Now i am here
all agitated
so much thoughts
not knowing
which to type
I read the book
of course it's wrong
of course it's right
it's the way you write

will you come down

the mountain again

will i see how you tremble

will i feel again

that your hand is steady

and so very soft

when it touches me

and annie i miss you too, when will you come again, and not just on internet, i am good, happy to feel the sun on my naked skin just out of the shower, but then i think when i could listen to you, talk, all would be better at least, making some sense out of what i still feel.