as cold as ice
as witty as the mice
you come to me at night
and leave me in broad daylight
mocha colored skin
makes me ponder in between
'coz it gives me a tingling feeling
that keeps me more wanting
eyes as jolly as the jester
keeps me floating in the ether
slowly hypnotizing
and to the floor I am falling
in your presence I fall down
your absence makes me frown
will there be a day to come
when sun shines 'coz we're one?
07 November, 2008
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Posted by Mike at Friday, November 07, 2008
Labels: solitude
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