I sit here with him
waiting for change
his eyes of blue
tease me at night
the look of innocence
is tainted by whispers
safe from my ears
I sit here thinking of him
hoping for change
his smile so warm
invites me to join
the laughter is coy
for my ears alone
I join him in this bliss
I am content
Tuesday, February 01, 2005
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