Saturday, June 6, 2009

the wind knocks on the window.
over the room small as me
twinkling starts over me
filling the room with love
dont be hurt
caressing my wound gently
embracing me to sleep
too hurt for my legs to walk
eyes so blurry with tears
love never meant for me
i will keep on smiling
if its short
like those stars
embroidered in my eyes
i will love you 4ever.