burning sunset as i drive far
far into the west, leaving behind heartache
though the leaving is half the pain
the girl in the white dress thinking perhaps
the girl in the white dress thinking perhapsmaybe
she could be the floating free spirit
the dress belongs to
but clinging stubbornly to the insistence she couldn't be
5 comments:
Lovely poem. Leaving oftentimes hurts, but it usually opens up better possibilities.
cling to the other thought! the other thought!
I love how you incorporated the pictures into the poem. And I adore your new layout, by the way; it's so pretty and cheerful!
I like it! :)
PinkInk - thanks! I have found that to be the case sometimes :)
Q - Gracias.
Cuil - I am trying. Dancing has helped me a lot. Goodness...I haven't blogged about that. *notetoself*
Priya - The poem came from the pics, actually - I liked the multimedia of it :P I give all kudos to Q for the layout.
PDP - Thanks! :)
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