Monday, November 08, 2004

Just Maybe

A truth pillars
with marbled decadence
edged in green anticipation
an essay of passion
permiated by the delicate brushup
pounding hesitation, a vaccuumed exhale
all succumbed by a glance of
just maybe
falling face forward
high gloss satin expectations
bottom out as they top all
preconcieved notions
four students of the moment
are swallowed with blankets of
rebelling innocence
the cheating student reveals and
revels in the sight of
an angel
words don't justify
the thoughts of the heart like
living the moment
or maybe they do
just maybe.

1 comment:

  1. Anonymous8:41 PM

    Hey Mike, its Mary, umm just wanted to say hi=) and I thought i could this way even though you cant reply back and everyone can read this too! oh well what are ya gonna do. umm I guess I will just talk to you later or whatever