Thursday, August 18, 2005

Inspired

Soft black
rims are all
I see whilst
circling the
marble sea;
she speaks
to me with
mirth and
glee she
bleeds and
exudes
empathy,
as well
as sincere
pleasantry.

She makes
me smile, oh
she makes me
smile. Sometimes
she makes me wait
a while. The wait, the
wait, it's worth the wait;
worth the weight, she's a
full-plate; a clean slate; She's
that great, there's just no debate.

Shutting down every
night, her presence
signified by a blinking
light, her flame-red hair
shining so bright - it's an
allegory for her soul, man.

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