intake

[whoarewe]

5/9/06

how the curves remain still
how the eyes simply wander
your soft lips linger
your heavy heart beats

a pounding ripple with every stroke
it floods within you to provoke
the realism of of an eye in the mind
of your raw thoughts jumping
and climbing the climb
to the core of production
which is out to lunch
since expressing the truth
for you is too much
so you'll hide it and fight it
and pack it away
I will have to await
your story's replay