the petal sway at the service
of the wind
-dangling by a thread
to be as one with it's orgin
and the breeeze- once gentle-turns
turns into a fiery- angry- gust
sending the petal away
sending my on my own
a part of me shall always hold back
but under the obvious...

can you be my new begining?

01/14/2004

Posted on 01/15/2004
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