Afternoon to evening
Outside dining
Friend Reading
I am writing
My pencil is spinning
On a paper moving
Cars are parking
Stars are shining
Air is breezing
I am waiting
My phone is ringing
Someone is calling
Words inviting
Said you'll be coming
I am waiting
Beverage stirring
Coffee brewing
The wind is blowing
Sky is almost crying
And I am waiting
The lights are dying
The store is closing
Tears are falling
Would you still be coming?
Because I am still waiting
Monday, January 14, 2008
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How are you feeling? INTENSE.
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