Monday, April 24, 2006

strangers in the night....


       
he was like a tree
standin’ on the ground
wantin’ to run around
n’ move here n’ there.

she was like the wind
flyin’ through the leaves
wantin’ to stop n’ wait
n’ talk a little while.

i was speakin’ loud
in the witchin’ hour
all my wishful thoughts
came out in the yard.

she was keepin’ quiet
in the silent night
echoes were archived
that whispered to her heart.

love was hangin’ there
in the clothes on the wire
the sun had dried it all
as each wet drop fell down.

i spitted out the truth
n’ drank a spoonful of lies
the wishin’ machine will soon be made
n’ it won’t fail this time.
       

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