For Impressions Sake

Soft as the wind,

Light as a breeze.

More subtle than words

I see her as she runs to me.



Wanting me to hold her,

Tell her everything is fine.

I'll do anything, my dear

Just to know that you're mine.



Am I foolish enough

To speak what is true?

"I long to be near you."

"Boy, get a fucking clue.



Wake up and smell the roses!

Look here he comes now.

She'll take him by the hand

Get off your stage, take a bow.



You've done a fine job

Of wasting your time.

But now he's walking with her.

The thought fades from my mind.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

9-16-00

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