Here is somthing I wrote last night. I'm glad I got out of bed to write this when it came to me. This is inspired by one who narrowly escaped my life. But, maybe if I was a tad more open-minded, I could find her again. This is Tiffany's poem. The age of old seeps into the stone As I reluctantly find myself alone So I call out to Fates, bring somebody home He responds to me by adding an unturned stone I see a love in the distance passing by I procure and intrigue her virgin mind Her hair is silky like a cloudy night sky Her eyes, two lights reflected off the tides We lay together enclosed in a thicket Our beings are put to rest by the sound of the cricket Our dreams, once imprisoned to solitary domains Are now joining together, fusing lanes I enter her mind as she enters mine We fall into each other speaking rhyme
