"drowning in a sea of faces, hardly keep my head above the surface..."

thirst (by deav 2003)

Tuesday, November 01, 2005

RM writers' prompt IV

if my thoughts could walk
they would stop crawling
and run to where you are

if my thoughts could jump
they would jump high
to reach your mind

if my thoughts could fly
they’d spread their wings
right towards your heart

if my thoughts could swim
i’d watch as they walk
babbling into the sea

if my thoughts could take
me to you or bring
you to me… what if?

1 comment:

sir henry said...

i like your poem
greetings from the silend forests of finnnland
henry
http://beutlerhenry.blogspot.com/