A deep troubled sigh escapes from my lips
My eyes are glazed over with too many thoughts
A longing for one more sweet passionate kiss
Scolds me for fading tonight when we talked
About different shapes life brings to us
In ways we would have never dreamed before
Some odd angled ones seem ridiculous
Until they become the shape we adore
I look out the window escaping my frown
The lights seem to dance and sway with the trees
But all I can feel are lines falling down
And landing sharply, wherever they please
It does not take long to deliberate
The triangle isn't my favorite shape
No comments:
Post a Comment