If I asked, would you breakaway with me?
To a place for two in foriegn lands...
Sally-Sam 'silently' sings in her mind 'aloud'
when her mama screams: "Sally-Sam!"...
A mysterious lady I have become;
for I have located myself within...
This mirror of mine is my dearest friend
yet her eyes haunt my soul eternally...
These bags under my eyes
are not from my own exhaustion...
I lost it. My gift. It came to be like a pen,
filled with ink, ready to imprint...
This is a lonely hallway,
but I have walked on this...
They say your heart is a rose flower,
afraid of the thorns...
A day in an Indian summer...
I am not him.
I am not yours...
Maybe lightning is God's way of communicating
that there are no clear-cut answers...
Love,
Water me with hopes as if I were that flower moved...