Pirate Hippie
08-18-2005, 10:06 AM
dark circles,
containing all that matters
a shade of forrest,
that all but flatters
the brown of trees,
held by all of these
holes that lead in,
down holes, where no man goes
these eyes that miss the rain,
living in the desert and waiting in vain
they look up, and see the sky,
with it's wafting clouds of white,
and know that they will make it, whatever the spite.
containing all that matters
a shade of forrest,
that all but flatters
the brown of trees,
held by all of these
holes that lead in,
down holes, where no man goes
these eyes that miss the rain,
living in the desert and waiting in vain
they look up, and see the sky,
with it's wafting clouds of white,
and know that they will make it, whatever the spite.