But my mom says I'm 'special'...

The typical..or maybe not-so-typical rantings and musings of just an ordinary girl

Tuesday, August 30, 2005

I stand, remote and alone,
I’m Frightened and windblown,
My feelings are unknown,
To the one who cares,
The one friend I’ve known.

You reach out for my hand
I pull back, and turn away;
Mistaken, forsaken,
It’s me that feels this way.
What is it I fear?
is it letting you near?


My arms are wrapped around me,
My hair in my own face,
Night’s velvet hands caress me
Caressing me like lace;
And I can’t help but think of
Your lips, my face.

And a reminder to me
That you’ve been right here,
Always waiting for me,
Wanting to draw me near.
I love you, you say
Tomorrow, today.

Your words in my mind
My hair on own my face
I look and turn towards you
And fall into your embrace.
Forgive me, I say,
Forgive me today.