I live in the shadows of your words
Behind your imagery I hide behind the light
Concealed on lines within your world
I slide on paper and lay down with what you write
I see myself in your pieces
Am I the meaning of what’s laid down?
Do you feel that way about me?
Do you think I’m that renowned?
A simple instant message
Infatuation turned to ink
Can you see right through me?
Do we share a common link?
I’d love to think that it’s all true
I’d like to hear the words I read
Are you feeling the same way?
Are your pages just for me?
The more I read the more I feel
I hunger for your lines
Hoping that this is real
Not fiction in my mind
:)

07/23/2006