an eye, a wisp, bright i am faced with a sudden symphony: the music in her voice the ringing in my ears and hopeless expectation of what i will her to say. no childish humor no blackened screen can stop the wistfulness of mercy or the helplessness in her story. i grin at her suddenly, because i don't care. let me adore her. let her not know. let me stand adamant in my loyalty, oblivious to what she may pray for. so be it, the rain and the dull backyard! a freight train couldn't stop this now. bronnie _______________________________________________ Five7Five mailing list [EMAIL PROTECTED] http://www.pairlist.net/mailman/listinfo/five7five
