A Vocie In the Dark
New place of spoken true word
Space open nural verb
Where a dark amusing sencent is shown
The air filled with the mans sentence
his room square intention
A man see out of pure love
With midest scent of a women
A wonder about slipping past the distant memory
a look back on an old love flame
walking torards the foolish emotion
escaping the fact that none have found true
Copyright © Ian Schmidtka | Year Posted 2007
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