Jan 05, 2005 08:11
this is where i stop in my tracks
dead in my last step.
fall to the ground and stare up
looking at the sky of blue and green.
i dont want to move anymore
so i can stay in this memory.
i would stay with you here
here in this moment and time.
well ill get up anyway
ill get up to see your face
the face i linger to see
the beauty of the face is shown.
so here i go
walking to your door
and through the entrance
where you are standing there