Wednesday, March 25, 2009

I met a girl.

Whose story made me weep.

Her sweet words. . . swelter around me.

And I perspire.

They buzz in my ears.

Until even thought is drowned away.

By their simple melody.

Listening. . .

I cry,

I scream,

I laugh,

I hope,

Oh, what a life.

Oh, what a story.