starra

"clear minds"

cold brisk breeze
but we're warm...
inside our long black coats
sitting upon a bench
the street light humming down
stars in the distance
trees and grass surrounding
I glance at you
embarrassed
you watch me
I see this, out of the corner of my eye
my red hair is fluttering in the wind
my hands are buried deep inside my pockets
I'm thinking - deeply
and you ask...
' what? '
eyes gazing up at you
a smile comes across your face
dont you already know my thoughts
hasnt this desire already made its place?
you whisper words that connect to my heart
pulling my soul
interlocking
I giggle because I know what you are thinking
I see the image that you dream
all I can think of
that this is destiny.

elisabeth
11.15.02