Monday, November 17, 2003

You grew on me like soft green moss
On the steep cliff that my life had been
You touched my soul on a cold winter day
As I stretched in languor, you were my daydream

You roller-coastered into my life like a whirlwind sudden
And blew away my inhibitions and hurt
A cobwebbed room locked and forsaken
You swept away all the pain and dirt

In a silver lake of eerie calm
You rippled in waves, in patterns new
In meadows green, I walked bare feet
You caressed my feet like the morning dew

You left just as suddenly, and gave me no reasons
Only that you were going away
You held me tight, but you were already gone
Like a bird free, you flew away

I should hate you, but you did give me
The best time of my life, the golden cruise
Damn you, for you left a smile on my lips
My hearts not broken, just slightly bruised

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